"I'll be back tomorrow, with James. No need for you guys to pick me up—don’t want him spotting Ethan."
"Got it. Just text me or Daniel once you land. We’ll have dinner ready."
She had just hung up when someone knocked on the door. James’s voice followed. Maria hit the button by the bed, and the door slid open—such a handy little gadget, especially when you're not exactly mobile.
She sat up, asking, "What’s up?"
“Just checking—you sure you’re heading back tomorrow? I’ll book the tickets then. Actually, I was gonna have a private jet come get us, but Cody said tons of your fans are gonna be at the airport. First public appearance since shooting wrapped. Timothy suggested we just take a regular flight.”
Maria had spent over a month filming, and the rest either in the hospital
