The truck rumbled beneath me as we drove deeper into the forest, the familiar streets of Willowridge fading in the rear-view mirror. I sat in the back seat, my fingers twisted together in my lap, watching the trees blur past the window. Each mile we traveled felt like another step away from everything I thought I knew about myself.
Jace was driving, his hands relaxed on the steering wheel despite the tension that hung in the air. Nolan sat in the passenger seat, his body angled slightly toward me, as if he was ready to react to any sign of distress. Neither of them had spoken much since we left the diner, and the silence was starting to feel suffocating.
"How far is it?" I finally asked, my voice sounding strange in the quiet of the truck.
Jace glanced at me in the rear-view mirror. "Ab
