Author's POV
Elena only opened her eyes when the car stopped. She looked out to see the bright blue sky and the towering building in front of her. There was a huge sign, “THE PRESS HOUSE” and immediately she knew where she was.
It surprised her that the media didn't flood them there in the car park. After all it was what they usually did but they would be inside waiting so it didn't bother her.
Julian hadn't said a word and she turned to look at him. She saw that he was on his phone, typing something furiously. The car was so quiet that she heard the sound of his fingers tapping the screen. His brows were furrowed and she wondered what could possibly be the issue but of course she didn't ask.
He finished and looked up at her then, tucking his phone into his suit pockets. "You know
