Turning the Tables

LYDIA’S POV

The heavy metal door of Cassian’s truck clicked shut, sealing me inside the quiet cabin. I dropped my worn backpack by my boots and stared straight ahead through the windshield. The engine roared to life, sending a low, steady rumble through the floorboards. Cassian shifted the gear, steering us out of the apartment lot and onto the busy morning streets.

The silence between us hung t