I woke up feeling—dare I say—excited.
Not the kind of excitement that came with battle training or uncovering life-altering secrets, but the kind that meant a normal day, a break from chaos, and—more importantly—a long-overdue hangout with Mia.
It had been too long since we’d had a real girls’ day.
And while shopping wasn’t exactly my thing, normality was.
I needed that today.
I rolled out of bed, stretching before moving to get dressed, eyeing my closet with mild amusement.
If I was going to do this, I was going to do it my way.
No overly frilly, pastel, Mia-approved outfits.
No sacrificing my style just to fit into the town’s aesthetic.
I pulled on black ripped jeans, a fitted, dark graphic tee, and layered over it with a cropped leather jacket, pairing it all with sturdy yet st
