Chapter 92

Sienna's POV

The silence in the car was suffocating.

I stole glances at Roman's profile as he drove, his jaw clenched tight, eyes fixed on the road ahead with an empty stare. His knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel too hard, and his entire body seemed rigid with tension. The transformation from the passionate man who had held me just hours ago to this distant stranger was jarring.