ZANE
I drove in silence with one hand tight around the wheel and the other resting on my thigh like it might twitch toward violence as we made our way to the Blackwood residence. Tessa was sitting beside me, also quiet and her fingers were laced together in her lap like she was trying not to reach for me. I appreciated her restraint because if she had reached, I might have shattered.
The distance to the house grew shorter and the mansion could be seen… large, cold and full of ghost that never f*****g left.
Cars lined the driveway and spilled into the lawn, the kind of turnout that only death could summon. Funny how people always came when the body was cold but vanished when the soul was screaming.
I parked without a word and Tessa didn’t move at first, just looked at me with unreadab
