Chapter 61

The silence in the car was thick and heavy.

Stefan’s right hand gripped the steering wheel, firm but relaxed. While his left drummed slowly against his thigh. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, unmoving, but Mia could tell, he wasn’t just driving. He was thinking, hard. And whatever was going through his head isn't just anything simple.

He hadn’t said a word since they left. Neither had she.

She sat angled slightly toward the window, one hand under her chin, ...