Chapter 28

• The car ride back from the gala was quiet — but not the strained kind of quiet Danielle was used to.
• It was the kind of silence that settled over you after a long night, heavy with exhaustion, but softened by the warmth of knowing you weren’t alone.
• Alexander sat beside her, one hand casually resting on the armrest between them, his other draped over the steering wheel. His posture was relaxed, but his eyes stayed focused on the road, sharp and unreadable in the faint glow of the dashboard.