ARIA
The silence in the car felt heavy.
Like something unspoken was pressing against the air.
I kept my hands folded on my lap, my back straight while trying to pretend the tension didn’t bother me.
But it did.
Knox sat beside me, his posture relaxed, his focus locked on his phone. He hadn’t looked at me once since we got in.
Not that I was expecting him to.
Still, I found myself stealing glances.
Just quick ones—barely a second long. The sharp edge of his jaw, the way his fingers moved over the screen, the cold expression that never wavered
I swallowed, glancing toward Mason, who was focused on the road ahead. Maybe I should say something. Anything to break this unbearable silence.
But what?
I stole another glance at Knox. His eyes never lifted from his phone, but his grip on i
