Breaking the Swan

Cerys's POV

My fingers gripped the cold leather of the steering wheel, my knuckles completely white. The heavy engine of my car roared to life, the deep purr vibrating through my weary bones as I shifted into drive. I rolled slowly out of the Adler estate's grand garage, the tires crunching steadily against the loose gravel. The biting night air whipped through the partially open window, cooling