Caleb took the reins behind the wheel as we made our way back to the Pack. When Jade and I approached the Jeep, Caleb was already there, waiting. The moment our eyes met, he ignited the engine, his eyebrows furrowed in a display of unspoken tension. There was a palpable weight in the air, a strained atmosphere that enveloped us.
Caleb remained focused on the task at hand, his gaze fixed ahead, and he didn't make any attempt to exchange glances with us. The engine roared to life, signaling the resumption of our journey. Jade and I climbed into the Jeep, the familiar seats offering little comfort against the backdrop of unspoken turmoil. As Caleb guided the vehicle forward, the silence became our companion, settling in like an uninvited guest.
Two hours passed since we hit the road again,
