Unbeknownst
Absolutely nothing.
The ride settled into a quiet that felt comfortable rather than awkward. Lucas hummed softly to himself, a tuneless but content sound. Julien rested his elbow against the door, gaze fixed on the passing streets, thoughtful but calm. He looked like someone who knew exactly where he was going.
I watched the snow swirl outside, tracking individual flakes until my eyes blurred, and tried very hard not to imagine worst-case scenarios. Tried not to think about late nights, closed hotels, language barriers, or the fact that I was suddenly very aware of how far from home I was.
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