At exactly 11 p.m., the calm night was broken as Lily glanced at her phone and sighed. She shifted in her seat, signaling it was time to leave. "It's getting late, Zinnia. I should head home," she said softly, breaking the comfortable silence between them.
Zinnia's smile faded, her brows knitting together with concern. She didn't like the thought of Lily leaving so late, especially when the streets were quiet and dark. "Are you sure? Why don't you stay the night?" Zinnia offered, worry lacing her voice. "It's late, and I don't want you driving at this hour."
Lily shook her head, her expression calm but firm. "I already texted my driver. He's waiting outside," she explained, giving Zinnia a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine, I promise."
Zinnia wanted to protest but knew there was no changing Lily's mind. With a reluctant sigh, Zinnia stood and followed her to the door. "At least let me walk you out," she insisted, worry evident in how she lingered beside her friend.
