“We’ve been driving for over an hour.” I look out the window at the dark trees blurring past us, “How far is this place Hunter?”
He just smiles and takes my hand, bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. His other hand stays on the steering wheel.
“Just a few more minutes and we’re there, sweetheart. I promise.”
I smile back and lean my head against the seat, my gaze fixed on his profile, at how focused he is on the road, and I remember how hard he is trying for me.
All of this, just to make me happy. Just to help me forget.
I reach out and brush a stray piece of hair from his forehead, my fingers gentle.
He turns his head for a second and gives me a warm smile that makes my chest feel a little less heavy.
Then he slows the car down and pulls over onto a rough patch of ground, tu
