~Arabella POV~
The drive to wherever he was taking me felt like the longest stretch of silence in my life.
I sat stiffly in the passenger seat, hands clenched together, my mind racing far faster than the car itself. Questions flooded me, irrational ones, panicked ones, and the kind that made my stomach twist. Where was this man taking me.
He had insisted on driving this time, which felt odd. Not because I had ever really seen him drive before, but because it shifted something, an unspoken control, maybe.
The air between us was thick and uncomfortable. Every hum of the engine reminded me of all the answers I didn’t have.
What if he was taking me somewhere terrible?
What if this really was the end?
My thoughts spiraled, filling the silence he refused to break.
“We’re here,” he said
