Juniper closed her eyes and remained silent, as if she had only made a passing comment.
The two of them sat on the bed surrounded by shattered glass and a few drops of blood.
Neither slept. They simply waited for dawn to break.
At six in the morning, Nelson personally escorted her to Eleanor's residence. He gave her careful instructions. "I won't be back for three days. I'll pick you up when I return."
Eleanor had been drifting in and out of consciousness lately. Waking up to hear Juniper had arrived, she immediately grabbed her cane.
Coughing twice, she looked out at the light drizzle. "Why has it been raining so much lately? June, the doctor told me last night. I only have three months left."
Juniper's heart gave a violent lurch. Even though Eleanor had previously warned her that her body was shutting down, hearing an exact timeline still brought a sharp pang of grief.
Eleanor gripped her hand, a soft smile on her lips. "I want to go back to Oakley and see the house where I used to live. Do you want to come with me?"
"But your health can't handle such a long trip."
Oakley was a six or seven-hour drive. Eleanor wouldn't be able to endure it in her current state.
Eleanor's smile deepened. "I'll have Leo fly us there. He has a helicopter."
Juniper had no idea who Leo was until a helicopter touched down outside and a young man stepped out.
His name was Leo Saint. He didn't work at Saint Group and supposedly spent his days obsessing over sports cars and helicopters.
Juniper couldn't shake the feeling that she had seen him somewhere before, but her fragmented memories made it impossible to place his face.
The flight took over three hours. Sitting in the pilot's seat, Leo was incredibly patient, constantly asking Eleanor about the past.
They seemed to share a very close bond.


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