Avery stirred awake as Silas's hand brushed gently over her shoulder, coaxing her out of her sleep. Her lashes fluttered, heavy with fatigue, and her soft voice slipped out groggily.
"...We reached?" she asked, straightening up in the seat, stretching her stiff arms before looking around in slight confusion.
Silas gave a small nod, watching her closely As if she was a little kid who need to be taken care of.
Soon, they disembarked from the plane, the cool night air rushing against them the moment they stepped outside the airport.
The sharp brightness of the terminal lights cast long shadows over the ground, and just beyond the sliding doors, a line of sleek black cars stood waiting for them. Drivers in crisp uniforms rushed forward, taking their luggage with practiced efficiency.
Avery slid into the car beside Silas while Adrian was ushered into another vehicle behind them.
