Juniper's Pov
I take the last sip of my iced coffee, savoring the cool, sweet finish as Theodore and I ease into lighter conversation. The tension from earlier has ebbed somewhat, replaced by a mix of anticipation and cautious optimism as we iron out the finer details of our trip to New York.
“Next Friday morning, bright and early,” Theodore says, confirming our departure time.
“And back by six on Sunday,” I reply, nodding my head.
We both agree on the plan, exchanging a few more words before I glance at the time. “I should get going,” I say, standing up and grabbing my bag.
Theodore stands as well, offering a polite smile. “Safe drive, Juniper. I’ll see you next Friday.”
I nod my head, giving a small wave as I head for the door. As I step outside, the cool air greets me, and I let o
