The highway stretched endlessly ahead, ribbons of asphalt winding gently through lush, green countryside beneath an expansive, vibrant sky. Eliana rested her head against the seat, entranced by sunlight flickering through passing trees, casting golden patches across the dashboard.
She hadn't reached out to Liam since their awkward conversation, yet a comforting certainty settled within her chest. Liam wouldn't say anything to Luca—he wasn't like that. Despite everything, she trusted him implicitly.
Beside her, Nicky's hands lightly gripped the steering wheel, sunglasses perched effortlessly on his nose, the corner of his mouth curved into a subtle, content smile. Soft music filled the car, blending harmoniously with the hum of tires on the pavement.
