LOVIA'S POV

The silence in the car on the ride home was loud—so loud it vibrated in my bones.

Rueben’s blood was still under my fingernails.

I hadn’t even realized how deep I'd gone into that darkness until I looked at Shane’s hands on the steering wheel—calm, steady, streaked with the same red.

We didn’t speak a word because there was no need. It wasn’t guilt I felt nor regret. It was something else; Power, Clarity and Closure.And he gave me that.

Tonight I didn't just ...