Chapter 33

• The car glided smoothly through the winding roads, carrying Alexander, Roselyn, and Tyler toward Oakwood, a town steeped in nostalgia and memories. For Roselyn, Oakwood represented her childhood, her grandfather's warmth, and countless laughter-filled days.
• As they drove, the silence within the car grew thicker, punctuated only by the soft hum of the engine. Roselyn's gaze remained fixed on the passing landscape, her eyes glassy with unshed tears.
• Alexander's eyes drifted toward her, his heart heavy with guilt. He couldn't help but steal glances, his mind replaying the events that had led to this fragile silence.