After lunch, Jessica found herself walking through the warm streets of downtown Georgetown with Erica at her side, her reluctant acceptance of the shopping excursion slowly transforming into anticipation.
The city was alive—colorful buildings with colonial architecture stood proudly beside modern storefronts, the hum of traffic mixed with the chatter of vendors, and the ever-present Caribbean sun cast a golden sheen over everything.
Erica, glowing with her usual energy, was already in full swing, pointing out her favorite stores, cracking jokes, and updating Jessica on all the local gossip.
Their first stop was Bourda Market, a vibrant, chaotic labyrinth of stalls and vendors peddling everything from ripe fruit and vegetables to clothes, jewelry, and crafts. The air was thick with the
