|Carmella|
“We’re almost there,” Theodore’s deep voice broke the silence, and my stomach clenched in response. Anxiety prickled at the edges of my composure, mingling with a restless anticipation I couldn’t quite shake.
I wasn’t sure why I felt so unsettled. Was it because I hadn’t set foot here in eight years? Or was it something else entirely, something unspoken but heavy?
I drew in a sharp, steadying breath, catching a hint of Theodore’s familiar scent. It clung to me like a lifeline, grounding me in the moment as my nerves slowly unraveled.
Reluctantly, I opened my eyes and turned my gaze to the car window. Still nestled against Theodore’s shoulder, I watched as the lush, sprawling greenery gave way to something far more familiar. Buildings emerged from the haze of memory, each one
