She nodded, something thoughtful crossing her expression. "Do you think we'll ever genuinely reach a point where crisis doesn't constantly threaten to interrupt whatever peace we're actually trying to build?"
"I hope so," I said honestly. "Though I think, given everything we've navigated, we're learning how to actually hold both simultaneously—genuine hope and peace, alongside whatever difficult circumstances continue requiring our attention."
We'd just finished our main course, settling into comfortable, contented silence as we waited for dessert, when my phone rang.
I felt genuine reluctance building immediately, understanding the significance of this evening we'd both been so genuinely looking forward to, and glanced at the screen, finding Callum's name displayed.
Evelyn's expression tightened slightly, clearly recognizing the same potential interruption I was processing.
I considered, for one brief, genuine moment, simply letting it go to voicemail, understanding how thoroughly we both deserved this uninterrupted evening together.
"You should answer it," Evelyn said gently, though I could hear genuine disappointment beneath her understanding tone. "If it's genuinely urgent, we need to know."
I nodded, appreciating her steady wisdom despite my own reluctance, and answered carefully.
"Callum," I said, watching Evelyn's expression carefully.
"I'm sorry to interrupt," he said, and something in his tone immediately suggested this wasn't genuine emergency, more measured concern than urgent crisis. "I wanted to update you on the investigation, but it can genuinely wait until tomorrow if you're currently occupied."
Relief flooded through me at that clarification. "Is everyone safe? No immediate danger?"
"Everything's genuinely stable," Callum confirmed. "The traitors are formally detained, Damian's proceedings continuing as scheduled. I simply wanted to update you on some additional details we've uncovered, though nothing requiring immediate action tonight."
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