Louder Than Silence

ROWAN’S POV

Cleo doesn’t answer.

I glance over and she’s staring at the dashboard and tears are sliding down her cheeks in two clean lines and her mouth is pressed shut and she’s not making a sound.

She’s just sitting there, crying silently, and the silence is louder than anything she could have said because the answer is in the tears and the tears say no.

I don’t push. I don’t fill the quiet with