Eloise
The drive home is quiet because, much like the drive to the cabin, I fall asleep, waking up only when Dominic pulls into the driveway. When I wake up I am groggy and somewhat disoriented, blinded by the automatic lights and the Christmas lights that I nearly forgot about. I take a deep breath, stretching, undoing my seatbelt. I am still jaded by our earlier conversation, checking my phone to see if Elliott got back to me. I asked him if I could spend the night at his apartment before Dominic and I left. He said his door is open, reminding me of my spare key on my lanyard. I message that I will be there in around an hour with the roads.
"Elliott?" Dominic asks to break the silence, having watched me look at my phone before acknowledging him after my nap.
"Yes. I will be spending
