Chapter 83 – The Night of Silence
Rina
The moonlight poured over the estate's driveway like liquid silver, soft and slow, melting into the dark glass of Lucian's car.
For a long time, neither of us moved. The faint sounds of the city stretched behind us laughter, engines, the fading pulse of a thousand other lives that had nothing to do with ours. But here, in the soft stillness of the night, it felt like time held its breath for us.
Lucian opened the car door for me, his hand brushing the small of my back as I slid in. That single touch fleeting and warm sent tremors through my chest. He didn't say anything at first. Neither did I.
The silence between us wasn't empty. It was charged.
Like an invisible thread pulling at both of us steady, electric, alive.
He got in, started the car, and the quiet hum of the engine filled the space between us.
