The car ride to the hospital was quiet and not the peaceful quiet.
It was the kind of silence that made it hard for her to breathe.
Isaac didn’t speak once. He didn’t ask if she was alright, or even glance in her direction. He just sat there, one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting on his thigh, eyes locked on the road like he was forcing himself to ignore her.
The tension between them was there and she hated that it made her heart race. She was scared that every second there were wasting was putting Daniel in even more trouble.
He looked too good for this moment. His sleeves were rolled up just enough to show the veins in his forearms, his jaw was tight, clenched in silence. His presence filled the car, it was cold and yet… there was something in the way he drove, the way h
