(Author's POV)
Saturday came bright and cold.
Aurora was up early, moving quietly through the apartment, pulling on her coat and checking her phone for the hospital's discharge time. Leo was being released today, and she'd already mentally mapped out the logistics - call an Uber, get there by nine, handle the paperwork, get him home.
She pulled open the front door and nearly walked into Phineas.
He was already dressed, keys in hand, clearly heading out himself.
They both stopped.
"You're up early," he said.
"Leo's being discharged this morning. I was going to call a car."
Phineas looked at her for a moment. "I'll drive you."
"You don't have to - "
"A car service is fine for adults," he said. "For someone just out of surgery, the ride matters. The seat, the stops." He said it plai
