Juliet runs a finger around the edge of her mug, inhaling the sweet scent of her lemon-honey tea. Everyone is feeling better, including herself, and she's been taking advantage of the downtime.
Unfortunately, it's given her time to think. To think about everything that's happened. And to think about what she discovered about Ben and...
Well, maybe she shouldn't draw conclusions. But things were falling into place, things that hadn't made sense before. She hated it. She hated the idea of having to talk to Ben about this. Hell, she wasn't even sure what she'd say to him.
First, however, she had decided. She needs to talk to James.