Chapter 38: Old Documentary
The silence between them stretched comfortably as they drove through the quiet streets, the occasional car passing by.
Sophia glanced at him from the corner of her eye, the warmth of his presence settling the tension she carried from the day.
It had become a routine—him picking her up, no questions asked—and she couldn't help but feel grateful, knowing that beneath his aloof exterior, he was trying to support her without making a show of it.
"Thanks to you," she began after a moment, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her jacket, "I might finally be able to get my own apartment. I don't want to keep staying at Aurora's forever. I feel like I'm burdening her. Also, I won't be a burden to you and I would have enough for my transportation fares."
Hades shot her a glance, one brow raised. "Did I ever say you were a burden?" His tone was polite, but there was a quiet seriousness to it that made Sophia freeze for a second.
She blinked, taken aback.
"No... you didn't," she said, her voice uncertain.
She bit her lip and turned to look out the window, watching the city lights blur past.
Inwardly, her heart raced, a mix of emotions swirling inside her.
The mate bond was always there, simmering beneath the surface, but it wasn't just that. Her old feelings—those she thought she had buried—were starting to resurface.
Hades was caring for her, going out of his way to make sure she wasn't alone or stranded, but there was Aurora, always looming in the back of her mind.