Chapter Thirty Eight: A Conflicted heart

Ella

The engine of Adrian's car purrs as we navigate through the unfamiliar streets. I glance out of the tinted windows, trying to make sense of our destination, but the buildings don’t look familiar to me.

It's definitely not the route to his mansion or the safe house.

"Adrian, where are we going?" I ask, my curiosity tinged with a hint of concern. The question hangs in the air for a moment, but he remains silent, his attention fixed on the road ahead.

I press further, "Adrian, you can't just take me somewhere without telling me. What's going on?"

He still ignores me like he is dumb or what I’m asking is not making sense. ‘’Look if you want to commit suicide do it on your own. I don’t know about you but I like breathing lately.’’

‘’Shut up. No one is doing anything like that.’’ He responds clearly irritated.

‘’You didn't think I'd be a talkative one when you picked me did you?’’ I ask and he chuckles before responding ‘’I did. I just didn’t think I'd let you get away with it.’’