Chapter 083
Emilia's POV
The car's engine was quiet, but there was no sound inside. Niklas held the steering wheel tightly, and his knuckles looked very pale. His teeth were grinding together so loudly I could hear them. The road ahead was a long, dark line, and the trees on both sides became shadows that seemed to draw closer as we drove.
I pulled my knees close and hugged them, whispering, "Do you think anyone noticed us?"
He didn't respond immediately. The only noise was the gentle click of the signal as he drove the car off the highway. At last, his voice was low and rough, like gravel rubbing against the back of his throat. I'm not sure. We can't change what has already happened.
I nodded, and my lips began to shake. I looked in the glove compartment and found the annoying file.
