Victoria’s P.O.V.
The car ride started in an unexpected quiet. The aftermath of the day’s shopping lingered in the air, mingling with the faint scent of new clothes and luxury perfumes. Alexander and I sat side by side, a peaceful tension bridging the gap between us. He had softened since our earlier spat, and the silence now was a comfortable reprieve.
As we left the city limits, the urban sprawl gave way to the quiet expanse of the countryside. The transition from the bustling town to the serene landscape felt almost symbolic. We were two warriors escaping the chaos, seeking solace in the tranquility of nature.
I leaned back into the leather seat, closing my eyes for a moment. The gentle hum of the engine was almost therapeutic. Alexander drove with a steady hand, his focus unwavering
