: Part 2
"What face?" I questioned, trying to brush it off.
"Your face," Miley clarified. "You look... I don't know how to describe it. I thought the date went great. Last night, I received twelve texts from you about how amazing the date was. But now, you don't seem like the date went great."
My eyes shifted toward the window as I tried to gather my thoughts. "It did," I reassured them.
"So?" Jules prodded, sensing there was more to the story.
"Thursday called," I finally admitted, watching as Jules's eyes closed slowly, indicating that she knew something.
"Thursday called?" Miley inquired, confused by the revelation.
I chose to ignore her question for now, fully aware that Jules had insights into this situation that I needed to uncover.
"Jules?" I called out, hoping to dr
