Lilith's POV
Breakfast was painfully quiet.
I nibbled on my toast, but it tasted like nothing. The clinking of silverware sounded painfully loud in the silence. Dax sat across from me, and even without looking up, I could feel his intense gaze burning into me.
After breakfast, he actually drove me home—not only arranging the driver but personally accompanying me.
Yet the atmosphere in the car was even more suffocating.
The muscular driver kept sneaking glances at me, his eyes practically sparking with curiosity.
Only when Dax shot him a cold glare did he shrink back and focus on the road.
When the familiar front gate appeared outside the window, I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Wait." Dax suddenly said, "You get out first."
The driver sped off without a word.
The cramped space wa
