Chapter 7
Morgana’s POV:
The ride home was quiet.
Too quiet.
Xavier’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, while I leaned back against the leather seat, watching the city lights through the tinted window.
His silence didn’t sit well with me, so I turned to him. “Are you going to keep brooding the whole way home?” I finally said, breaking the unbearable quiet.
His fingers flexed, and without taking his eyes off the road, he exhaled. “I’m not brooding.”
I raised a brow. “You’re gripping the wheel like you want to break it. Seems like brooding to me.”
He said nothing.
I chuckled. “Let me guess. You’re upset because of Simon?”
His jaw ticked. Bingo.
Xavier’s voice was tight when he finally spoke. “I told you to stay away from him.”
I tilted my head. “Technically, I did. He c
