I climbed in, the leather cold against my palms as I settled into the seat.
ALEXANDER
The car was silent for a while after we got in. The only sound was the faint click of the seatbelt as Faye fastened it and settled against the seat.
She turned her face toward the window. There was something distant in her eyes... a quiet kind of worry she was trying to hide, but it clung to her like a shadow she couldn’t shake off.
I gripped the steering wheel but didn’t start the car right away. I just looked at her. The more I watched, the more that feeling in my chest grew—the one that said there was something she wasn’t saying. I could sense it. The stillness in her, the silence beneath her usual calm, wasn’t just exhaustion. It was something else entirely.
Finally, I spoke. “It was you, wasn’t
