Nathan took the wheel after telling the driver to get out, and Tessa climbed into the front passenger seat. She glanced at the side mirror, catching a final glimpse of Adrian still standing on the sidewalk as the car pulled away from the hospital. Her heart was pounding out of rhythm.
She’d braced herself for yelling, rage, or demands for an explanation. Instead, the silence between them was heavy and suffocating. The only sound was the dull hum of the engine.
Tessa sank deeper into the leather seat, pressing lightly against the bandage as she watched Nathan’s hands on the wheel. His knuckles were bone-white from how tightly he was gripping it, while the wound in her side burned with sharp pain every time she moved.
When they arrived at Hawthorne Estate, Nathan stepped out first and cle
