Evelyn’s POV
The car moved quietly on the long road. I kept my eyes on the window, but my mind was still full of everything that happened earlier. Alex held the steering wheel with both hands, his face calm but unreadable.
He didn’t say a word.
Not even one.
Sometimes he was like this—silent, focused, cold. It wasn’t anger. It was something different. He had this strong presence that always filled the space around him, even when he said nothing. I could still feel it now, pressing against my skin, making my body react even if I tried to stay normal.
I looked at him for a moment. His jaw was tight. His eyes were fixed on the road. His shoulders were relaxed but still firm. He looked like a man who was always in control, no matter the situation.
I wanted him to talk to me.
I wanted hi
