SAMANTHA’S POV

I was sitting in the living room, scrolling through my emails when Valerie walked in. She was wearing an apron and I could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen.

"Hey, what are you making?" I asked, looking up at her.

"Chicken alfredo," she replied with a smile. "I know it's your favorite."

I grinned, feeling my mouth water at the thought of the creamy pasta dish. "Thanks, Val. You're the best."

Valerie chuckled and walked over to the couch, sitting down next to me. "So, have you heard from Lucas yet?" she asked, her tone casual.

I tensed up at the mention of his name, feeling a mix of anxiety and excitement. "No, not yet," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

Valerie raised an eyebrow, her eyes scanning my face. "It's been over a week since you signed the contract marriage with him. Don't you think he should have called by now?"

I shrugged, trying to hide the disappointment in my expression. "I don't know. Maybe he's just busy."

Valerie shook her head, her expression d