The car hummed softly as it rolled through the quiet streets. Neither of them said a word. The air between them was thick with something unspoken.
Isabella sat still, hands folded on her lap, her heart thumping like a trapped bird. Every now and then, she stole a glance at Gabriel. His face was calm, eyes fixed on the road ahead, as if nothing had happened.
She wanted him to say something—anything—but he remained focused, his hands steady on the steering wheel.
Finally, his voice broke the silence.
“Did you enjoy your day at work?” he asked, eyes still on the road.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she murmured. Her voice carried the weight of exhaustion and a hint of something deeper—disappointment maybe.
Gabriel gave a faint nod. “You don’t have to work, you know.”
She turned to hi
