Chapter 98 Everything Between Them?

• The silence in the car wasn’t empty.
• It was thick. Breathing. Something sentient, taking up more space than either of them. Rosie sat with her back straight, hands folded too neatly in her lap, the air between her and Liam like a pane of glass—clear, but hard and cold and entirely unbreakable.
• The city outside flickered past, lights smeared against tinted windows, unfocused and fast. She watched them as if they might offer something—distraction, maybe. Distance. But they didn’t.