Chapter 82

Harper

Gavin started driving, the engine rumbling beneath us as the city lights faded in the rearview mirror. For a while, neither of us said anything. The kind of quiet that makes you hyper-aware of every little sound—the hum of the tires on the asphalt, the faint creak of the seatbelt, even your own heartbeat.

Then, after what felt like five minutes, he glanced over at me, his eyes narrowing jus