Chapter 112 - 113
ELODIE’S POV~
As soon as the realization settled in, a wave of sharp bitterness rose in my throat, that was unwelcomed.
The air in the car suddenly felt thick, and suffocating. I needed fresh air, needed to breathe but my hand hovered over the window button, trembling slightly.
In the end, I didn’t press it.
Instead, I turned my head and stared out the window, watching the city blur past, trying to focus on anything other than the ache spreading through my chest.
I wasn’t sure how much time passed before the car finally slowed to a stop.
We’d arrived at Liora’s school.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out, walking around to help Liora with her backpack. Dante stayed in the car, his phone still in his hand.
Liora glanced back at him, her little face hopeful. "Dad..."
She wanted him to come with us. I could see it in her eyes.
"I’ve got something to handle," Dante said, his tone clipped.
"Oh..." Liora’s shoulders sagged, and she turned back toward the school, following her teacher inside without another word.