The car hummed softly as it rolled through the afternoon streets, sunlight slipping through the windows in long, golden lines. For the first time in days, no one was rushing. No one was running from the shadows of their past, and the silence inside the car felt peaceful rather than tense.
Eli drove with one relaxed hand on the wheel, humming a quiet, nameless tune to herself.
“We should all go shopping,” she said suddenly, her voice breaking the calm in the cabin. “Let's get something brand new to wear tonight.”
Iris turned in the passenger seat, her eyebrows arching. “Shopping? Eli, with what money? We’re currently living on a prayer and your guest room floor.”
Eli smiled, her eyes staying fixed on the road ahead. “Mine. I'm paying.”
Amelia blinked, leaning forward from the back
