"Please send over your routine to me once you reach, tomorrow," she pleaded. She really wanted to support him in any way possible. The only thing she could think of was to follow his routine and make him feel like she was there with him in spirit.
Deep down, she knew that she was doing this more for her sanity and nothing else.
"I'll send it to you," he said, his tone slightly brighter than before. "I really wish I could see you before I leave," he groaned, the longing evident in his voice. The idea came to her before it hit him.
"When will you reach? Can Stephen arrange for you to get into the airport without being noticed?" she asked quickly. His tired brain couldn't catch up.
"It's H city. The paparazzi is always at the airport to catch a glimpse of celebrities. But yeah, Stephen could do that. Why?"