Chapter 27 Shadows On The Road

The silence between them was louder than any thunder that had cracked through the sky the night before. As morning light filtered softly into the penthouse, Ethan and Emily sat still on the couch, the remnants of a night filled with vulnerability and unraveling emotions hanging in the air like fragile mist. Ethan was the first to pull away, subtly, but enough for Emily to feel the chill of his absence. He cleared his throat, straightened his suit jacket, and stood. “We should head back to the mansion,” he said, avoiding her gaze. “The roads should be clear now.”