Chapter 56.
The air in the car was thick, humming with tension—charged with something dark and dangerous. It wrapped around them, filling the silence, making it impossible to ignore the weight between them.
Devine’s right hand rested on Nuella’s thighs, fingers relaxed yet firm, claiming her with quiet authority. His other hand stayed on the steering wheel, his focus locked on the road ahead.
Nuella’s heart thrummed gently against her chest, the steady beat betraying the storm brewing inside her. She spared Devine a glance, quick and fleeting, like her courage was here one second and gone the next.
She turned her eyes back to the road, pressing her lips together to suppress the lump that had quietly formed in her throat.
Second by second, mile by mile, they inched closer to Mira and
