Chapter 51

• Rosalina's POV
• ​The silence inside the luxury vehicle stretches thin, heavy, and completely unyielding. Pouting in a tight, stubborn quiet, I turn my head away from the center console and stare resolutely out the passenger window, watching the blur of the city's neon lights wash over the glass. Beside me, Vesper operates the steering wheel with an effortless precision, completely lost in his own deep thoughts. The atmospheric pressure inside the cabin is incredibly thick, vibrating with an unsaid energy that makes the skin on the back of my neck prickle.
• ​Before I even realize how far we have traveled, the smooth hum of the engine shifts into a low purr. The massive car gracefully curves toward the curb, pulling up right in front of the entrance to my modest residential apartment building.