Chapter 111
VANESSA
The ride was silent, oppressive even. The hum of the car’s engine was the only sound that filled the air between us. I tried to find comfort in it.
But why wouldn’t she tell me where we were going? What was the point of this cryptic silence, the lack of explanation? She wasn’t usually like this.
Normally, she'd have reassured me by now, she had been strangely tight-lipped, her eyes focused ahead, hands gripping the wheel just a little too tightly. I didn’t push her though. The energy between us felt fragile, like glass on the verge of shattering.
So I sat back and waited, telling myself over and over again to trust her. Laria was my friend—my best friend, in fact. She had never led me astray, had never once put me in harm’s way.
What would my life even look li
