Chapter 75

NADINE

The ride home in the car was quiet. Not the comfortable, lazy kind that used to occupy the space between us after long days or lazy meals.

Ronan made an effort. I could feel his eyes on me every other minute, like he was trying to say something but couldn't find the right words or moment.

"You cold?" He asked at one point.

I shook my head.

"You hungry?"

I shook it again.

"Pain anywhere?"