Chapter Eighty Nine
Khalid POV
The drive back to the estate was completely silent, but it was a different kind of silence than before. The heavy, suffocating weight of the unknown was finally gone. The ghost had a name, and she was currently sitting in a cold police holding cell. But the emotional damage she left behind was still sitting right there in the passenger seat next to me.
Venessa stared out the window, her pale reflection resting against the dark glass. She looked entirely drained. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, and her small hands were gripped tightly in her lap. The sheer shock of Mia’s betrayal had left her physically exhausted.
When I finally pulled the car into the secure garage of the estate, I didn't say a word. I simply got out, walked around to her side,
