Roxanne sat in the car, her eyes fixed on Jaxon's form as he stared at his phone. The tension between them was thick, and she could feel her anxiety growing with each passing moment.
As the car pulled up to the airport, Roxanne's mind raced with thoughts. She had barely had time to say goodbye to Grace and Martha, and now she was being whisked away without any explanation. Her mind went out to Grace and Martha, how she would miss them and their friendly chatter and the way they made her feel at home.
The silence continued as they boarded the private jet, Jaxon's eyes still glued to his screen. Roxanne's frustration grew, her mind screaming with questions. She was trying so hard to keep it in but the more she tried, the harder it was.
As the car pulled up in front of her apartment, Rox
