Diego
As I drive Vanessa to the airport, my hand rests on her knee, feeling grounded by the rare contact. I should be grateful she wants to get out of the estate and go to New York with Camila, but I can't shake the feeling that something could happen to her again.
The idea of her being away from me fills me with unease. I won't be able to protect her from here, and that means I have to place all my trust in Danny to keep her safe.
"I don't see why we had to take a separate car. You know, carpooling is better for the planet," Vanessa mutters, her eyes fixed on the passing scenery. She's wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, looking both comfortable and breathtaking.
She seems nervous, and I can't figure out why. I thought therapy was supposed to make things better between us, and in some
