ASTRID accepted the bouquet of flowers from Casey, holding them gently as he stepped aside to let the three Grimaldis into his dressing room. "Thank you for these," he said, his voice warm. "They're beautiful."
"Only the best for you, my dear," Casey said with a playful grin. He and Thomas sat on the empty couch, while Nicol stayed beside Astrid. Thankfully, the chair was spacious enough to comfortably fit both of them.
Astrid only chuckled at that. Then he glanced at Thomas. "Is it alright for you to come here, Uncle Thomas? You must be busy."
"Not busy enough to miss my nephew's first runway show," Thomas replied, his tone as serious as ever, but with a hint of warmth.
"Thank you," Astrid said sincerely. While he still wasn't as comfortable around Thomas as he was with Casey, he genuinely appreciated his uncle's support.
"It's a shame that Reas couldn't be here with us," Casey said, sounding genuinely regretful.
