Elle's POV
After that, neither of us spoke. We were both silent for the entire duration of our drive.
Kento was quiet because his attention was focused on the road and driving, while I filled my mind with wonder and questions about my husband.
What would Navid do in that hotel? Was he meeting someone there? And if so, who would it be?
There were many more questions running through my mind. Questions that no one could answer.
I could have asked Navid, but I chose not to. I knew that he wouldn't have answered me anyway, and he might have just yelled at me and thrown hurtful words at me.
I knew I had the right to ask. I am his wife, after all. But Navid does not acknowledge those rights. I was never a wife to him.
My mind was still wandering when Kento suddenly spoke, surprising me.
