The air inside the car was heavy, thick with the weight of words unspoken. The driver stole another glance through the rearview mirror, but the man in the backseat remained silent, his gaze fixed on nothing, lost in a world only he could see.Outside, the city blurred past, but inside, time seemed to stand still. His hands clenched into fists on his lap, as if grasping for something—anything—to hold onto. But there was nothing. Only the hollow ache where his soul used to be.Behind them, the woman crumbled. Her body trembled as her heart hammering against her ribs like it wanted to escape from before then, as though she was afraid of something only she understoodOnly then did he realize her heartbeat was familiar, and the smell coming off her was what he caught a whiff of in the restaurant.His eyes were fixed on her face as she sat there, seemingly composed.Harley was in no way composed, but this act she had started, she was going to finish it to the end. She had been looking back
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