Jet lag was a cruel mistress, clinging to my bones as Timothy and I stumbled through the threshold of my apartment. Heaving a sigh of relief, I allowed Timothy to relieve me of the burdensome weight of my luggage, feeling every ounce of exhaustion weighing me down.
"Thanks, Tim," I murmured, my voice barely audible even to my own ears.
"Anytime," Timothy replied. With a gentle pat on my shoulder, he gestured towards the interior of my apartment, silently urging me forward.
I mustered what little energy remained within me to take a step forward, only to be met with an unexpected sight. Aria and Lucas, stood before us, their expressions a mixture of concern and anticipation.
"Evie, you're finally back!" Aria exclaimed, her voice filled with urgency. "We've been waiting for you."
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