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The days following A'ja and Serayah's engagement were a whirlwind of love, laughter, and planning. Life didn't slow down, even with the excitement of organizing their wedding. Each day brought new experiences, opportunities, and intimate moments that made their bond even stronger.

Serayah woke first, the sunlight pouring through the gauzy curtains of their bedroom. She stretched languidly, the warmth of the covers cocooning her. Turning her head, she smiled at the sight of A'ja still asleep, her long arm draped over her waist.

For a moment, Serayah just watched her fiancée. A'ja's peaceful expression, her slightly parted lips, and the way her chest rose and fell with each breath made Serayah's heart swell. She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on A'ja's cheek, whispering, "I love you."

Sliding out of bed carefully, Serayah padded to the kitchen to make herself some tea and a light breakfast. As she sipped her tea, she reviewed her lines for an audition later that morning. The role was for a major feature film, and while she was nervous, she was also ready.

Back in the bedroom, A'ja stirred, groaning softly as the alarm buzzed on her phone. She smacked it off and rolled onto her back, blinking up at the ceiling. "Morning already?" she muttered.

Serayah popped her head in the doorway, grinning. "Good morning, sleepyhead. Breakfast is in the kitchen."

A'ja stretched dramatically before sitting up. "Thanks, babe. You're the best."

Serayah arrived at the audition studio in the heart of downtown, her nerves buzzing with excitement. She had been preparing for weeks, practicing her lines and rehearsing her delivery.

The waiting room was bustling with other actors, but Serayah kept her focus. When her name was called, she walked into the casting room with a calm confidence.

"Good morning," she greeted the casting directors, flashing her radiant smile.

"Good morning, Serayah. We're excited to see what you've got," one of them replied warmly.

She delivered her performance with passion, pouring her heart into every word. Her emotions were raw and authentic, leaving the room silent when she finished.

"That was incredible," one director said. "You brought something truly unique to this character."

Serayah felt her chest swell with pride. "Thank you so much," she replied before leaving the room.

The moment she was outside, she pulled out her phone to call A'ja.

"Hey, babe," A'ja answered, her voice cheerful despite the background noise of basketball practice. "How'd it go?"

"It went amazing!" Serayah gushed. "They said I brought something special to the role."

A'ja chuckled. "Of course, you did. You're special, babe. You're gonna book this, I know it."

While Serayah was auditioning, A'ja was knee-deep in basketball drills at the training facility. Her team was preparing for the upcoming season, and the energy in the gym was electric.

A'ja's coach clapped his hands, barking instructions. "Wilson, get in position! Let's see those defensive moves!"

A'ja grinned, stepping up her game. Her focus was sharp, though her thoughts occasionally drifted to Serayah and their engagement.

During a break, Chelsea jogged over, her water bottle in hand. "You're looking good out there," she said, smirking. "Glowing like a woman in love."

A'ja laughed, dabbing sweat from her forehead. "You're not wrong."

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