Eva's POV
Nothing beats a Saturday than a casual stroll around street markets that deem the average class unworthy of their merchandise.
Except, this street market is littered with café shops or restaurants. There are a few thrift stores but that's not what I'm here for, with Jules.
Jules says she's trying to get inspiration for an upcoming project. I asked her if she was finished with the botanical garden one and she told me in a very sarcastic tone that she hadn't even gotten started on it.
Knowing Jules, I'm sure she's expertly juggling the project, coupled with keeping up late nights and then her morning runs.
Honestly, I don't know how she does it but I know that as soon as we hit forty, she's not going to be this hyperactive anymore.
I grin from ear to ear as we p
