The car ride to the Draven mansion was mostly quiet, except for the few times when Lucian asked Adrian about how the security operatives managed to disperse the crowd and control the situation.
While Adrian explained, Serena leaned against the window, the cool glass grounding her as familiar scenery rolled past. The once-faint glow of dawn was now a full golden light spilling over the rooftops and treetops, painting the world in a softness that didn't quite match the tension that lingered in her chest.
It wasn't that she wasn't interested in what they were talking about about, it was just that she couldn't believe once again how her life had spiralled into what it was now. She had always been running, hiding. Now she was married, but she still had no peace. Not even in the slightest.
