(Cassidy)
I watched the road stretch out ahead of us.
Fields replaced buildings one by one until the compound felt like something that belonged to another part of the day instead of somewhere we'd left only minutes ago.
Dane rested one hand on the wheel, the other close enough that I reached over and laced my fingers through his.
He looked at me for a second before looking back at the road.
Neither of us smiled.
We didn't need to.
The silence between us wasn't empty.
It was full of everything we'd already decided and everything that was still waiting for us at the end of this drive.
I looked out at the passing trees again.
Every mile took us further from the life we'd known for years and closer to the one we'd spent months talking about. It should have felt strange. Instead it fe
