Ella's POV
We walked out to the car park of the fast food restaurant.
The windows of the black Mercedes were rolled down, and James was sleeping peacefully inside, his face shaded from the sun by a pink face cap. It probably belonged to one of his daughters.
He had reclined the seat, and was laying on it. James had driven us here and opted to wait in the car while we ate.
I approached the car slowly, feeling the weight of my overfilled belly.
Artemis had ordered so much food that it looked as if we were dining with a family of at least four.
Despite our best efforts, we couldn't finish everything, leaving plenty of leftovers.
I had a brown paper bag in my hand, it contained some pastries and a slushie that I had packed especially for James. After waiting so long, I was sure he
