The silence in the car was oddly comforting.
Aneira sat with her arms folded across her lap, her eyes trained on the faint glow of the city lights outside. Jaxton didn't say much either. His hand rested loosely on the steering wheel, but every so often, his gaze drifted toward her, his expression unreadable.
They'd left the Sebastian residence behind, leaving a storm of chaos and masked civility in their wake. And neither of them looked back.
—
Sophia's heels clicked violently against the floor of the Grigoras estate as she shoved the front door open and stormed inside, her entire body pulsing with rage. The very air around her seemed to tremble as she marched straight up to her bedroom, ignoring the housekeeper's startled greeting.
Bang!
