Maya's POV
The landscape beyond the car window transformed slowly, London's concrete expanse giving way to the gentler hues of rolling countryside. Stone cottages nestled between emerald fields that seemed to stretch endlessly toward the horizon, creating a view that felt almost dreamlike.
"Remind me where we're heading?" I questioned for what felt like the countless time, shifting to study Bernie's profile as he navigated the winding road with practiced ease.
His calm demeanor only heightened my mounting anticipation.
"I already explained it's meant to be a surprise," he responded, flashing me that mischievous smile before returning his attention to the asphalt ahead.
"Have a little faith in me."
"Those are dangerous words," I replied with mock suspicion, though I settled back into the passenger seat, surrendering to the mystery he'd crafted.
