ELIANA.

Ivan's hands gripped the steering wheel as he zoomed across the highway. The car was awfully quiet and every second that passed drew slower and slower while my heart pounded louder and louder in my chest.

I gazed out of the windows, in search of anything other than this deafening silence because it forced me to confront the million things that were racing through my mind. I didn't want that. Not now.

Now, all I wanted to do was find Denver and know that he was ...