Nara’s POV
The car ride back home felt like being trapped inside a coffin. Silence. Heavy, suffocating silence. Not the peaceful kind where you relax and think about life. No. This was the “if you breathe too loud, I will end you” kind of silence. My jaw was so tight, I thought my teeth were going to crack. Nick drove like he was auditioning for “Fast and Furious: Marriage Scandals.” Not a word left my mouth, because if I opened it, I was scared a volcano would erupt and bury him alive.
I knew Henry and the other socialites back at the gala would be wondering where the golden couple disappeared to. Poor Henry probably bragging about me to some senator, only to realize his son and daughter-in-law vanished like fugitives. But did I care? No. Because right now, my entire world was burning d
