Chapter 55

The next day came softly. The sun hung lazily in the sky, bright enough for a good shoot, but not too harsh.

Mia sat beside Stefan in the car, glancing at his profile from time to time. He looked calm, one hand on the wheel, the other resting lazily by his side. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and his trousers were simple. But even in casual wear, he carried himself like he owned the world.

He hadn’t said much during the ride, just the occasional, “Are you ...