Elena's POV
The car ride home from the airport felt endless, every second stretching like it had nowhere else to go.
I squinted, staring out the window watching Denver blur past in muted colors. I was exhausted.
My body felt heavy. My head felt worse.
Damien sat beside me in silence, his presence loud even without saying anything. I could feel him glancing at me every few minutes like he wanted to say something but didn't know how.
The tension from Singapore still hung between us thick and suffocating, neither of us knew how to navigate this new terrible knowledge we now shared.
The miscarriage. Everything.
"You didn't have to come with me." I said quietly, not looking at him, still staring out the window.
"I know," he said, his voice just as soft. "I just wanted to make sure you g
