Chapter 94 Mothers Grave

Aemilio's POV The sun was just beginning to set, casting a warm golden hue over the landscape as Evangelina and I drove through the winding roads, heading toward a place that held memories both painful and cherished. The silence in the car was comfortable, but there was a heaviness in the air, something unspoken between us. It wasn't something new; it was something old, something buried deep within her that she hadn't fully shared. But I knew now wasn't the time to ask. Not yet.