The car’s engine hummed softly as Miguel focused on the road ahead. Beside him, Elizabeth sat with her arms crossed, the streetlights casting fleeting shadows across her face. She had been uncharacteristically quiet, but her curiosity finally got the better of her. She needed to know more.
“What’s this all about, Miguel?” she asked, turning toward him. “Why are we rushing to Laura’s house over something you don’t even understand? Are you sure she wants you hovering over her right now?”
Miguel glanced at her briefly before returning his attention to the road. “Laura called me earlier. She said she received a package she thought was from me. She wanted to tell me to stop sending her gifts and said she’d return this one,” he explained.
Elizabeth’s eyebrows shot up. “And you’re going over t
