Chapter Ninety Eight
Venessa POV
The highway stretched out in front of us like a long, grey ribbon under the bright afternoon sun. The tall buildings of our busy city had slowly disappeared behind us, replaced by wide green fields, tall trees, and the quiet open space of the countryside. It felt amazing to be away from the loud noises, the sports reporters, and the constant pressure of the hockey season. The air coming through the slightly open car windows tasted fresh and clean. But the best part of the drive was not the scenery. The best part was looking over and seeing Khalid sitting in the driver's seat of his large black SUV, looking completely relaxed and happy.
He had traded his sharp suits and heavy hockey gear for a simple, comfortable white t-shirt and grey sweatpants. His ma
