Third-Person POV
The drive could never be so haunting. The city lights blurred past the window, and every seat felt like the end of the world. For some reason, Adrian looked calm, too calm for Emilia’s liking. She was freaking out from within, her hands clenched together as her mind went wild with thoughts, but the man by her side appeared at peace… something she hated that he had.
Thunder roared in the sky, and Emilia’s eyes instantly looked up. The sky wasn’t bright; the stars were hidden, and dark clouds had taken over, a clear sign of rain. It had rained a little while they were in the penthouse, and now it threatened to fall again.
“You knew,” Emilia whispered, her eyes still on the road.
Adrian turned, his gaze fixed on her. It was plain, cold, and dangerous, but unlike the first
