*Miranda’s POV*
We spent the day sightseeing and eating takeaways. He did most of the eating though. We’d seen the cutest little coffee shops in the street and although he’s offered, I didn’t feel like coffee. I’d finally done it, I’d reached my lifetime quota of caffeine. Even the smell of it made me cringe. Phoenix had texted me every second hour, filling me in on Lillian’s progress. Apparently, they’d finished the first book in the series and were now moving on to the second. Lillian hadn’t been able to wait for Phoenix and continued reading in private. Tonight they were planning a movie night, not the horrors we used to make fun of, but a good old RomCom. Poor Damian. Knowing Phoenix, she’d have him join them. I giggled at the thought and when I told George, coffee came out of his nos
