Tani didn’t remember deciding to step into the car.
One moment she was on the pavement, telling herself lies, that she had survived the day without thinking about him a hundred percent, without needing him, without waiting for him…
So for a split second, she stayed where she was, not because she didn’t want him.
Because she did. She understood, suddenly, that once she got into that car, nothing between them would be simple again.
Yet, she was sliding into the leather seat like her body had chosen before her mind could argue.
She told herself she was only getting a ride, even though her body knew better.
The chauffeur closed the door gently.
There was no words or rush to speak each other as the car pulled away.
They were both quiet, the silence saying a lot more than they could at
