Chapter 18
We took our seats in the car, Saga in the driver’s seat since I can’t drive yet. I couldn’t believe it: a sleek Ferrari Testarossa, its glossy red paint gleaming under the bright sun, ready to take us on a wild ride. We got to use this beauty to cruise the roads and highways, feeling the engine's roar beneath us. Window down, high speed, and hair flying freely-this was pure freedom, a moment of exhilaration and adventure.
Madelyn had given us directions to the diner. It was located on the highway, a popular rest stop bustling with travelers. Truckers and all kinds of people stopped there for a meal. Mads's eyes sparkled with curiosity when she said, "All kinds of people." Her mysterious smile and secretive tone made me curious, yet her kindness and warmth made her endearing.
