DIANA
Right from the moment we got into Axel’s car, I felt it.
It was like a shift in the air between us.
At that time he didn’t say anything. He just opened the door for me, waited for me to get in, and then closed it.
Then he walked around to the driver’s side and slid behind the wheel. His face was hard to read. His jaw was tight, and his hands gripped the steering wheel a little too firmly.
That is why now, I turned slightly in my seat, watching him from the corner of my eye.
He wasn’t looking at me. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, and there was no trace of the warmth I was used to seeing in him.
Something was different.
It wasn’t just the silence. It was the way he was acting distant. Like he was carrying too much and didn’t want to talk about any of it..
Still, I didn
