-Journee's POV-
The drive back to Boston was a blur. The easy camaraderie we’d built over the holiday weekend lingered, a comfortable warmth that filled the car despite the chill outside.
When we arrived back to Jafaar’s home, things settled back into a familiar rhythm, but something had shifted.
There were suddenly unspoken feelings that hung in the air. It was like a silent symphony that played out in stolen glances and hesitant touches. And I couldn’t help but think that it was all just one-sided. I tried to act normal, like I wasn’t slowly but surely being affected by him. But the truth is, I was.
I didn’t dare explore those feelings, though. I could never be so audacious. My focus was on getting my finances in order, finding a new place, building a stable enough future for Jasmin
