Mason Graves
The drive back to my mansion was filled with a quiet intensity, but the tension between us was palpable.
Serena sat next to me, her body relaxed, but I could feel the nervous energy coursing through her. The city lights outside flickered in the car windows, casting fleeting shadows across her face. Every now and then, her gaze would meet mine, and there was a moment where her lips parted, but she quickly looked away, as if unsure of what to say.
It was clear she was feeling the weight of the night, just like I was.
When we finally arrived, I parked the car in the large driveway. My mansion loomed in front of us, the lights of the main entrance shining through the windows. I killed the engine and turned to her, my heart pounding louder than it should have been.
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