Chapter 135- ARC 4 {BEHIND THE SCENE}
Damian's grip on the steering wheel tightened as he navigated the winding road back home.
His mind raced, replaying the confrontation he had just witnessed in the garage.
The tension in the car was so thick. The silence between him and Aisha felt like an invisible wall.
Aisha sat stiffly in the passenger seat, her gaze fixed out the window. Her usual air of superiority seemed subdued, as if the exchange with Auriel had rattled her more than she wanted to admit.
For Damian, the silence was suffocating. He couldn't ignore what he'd overheard—or the venom in Aisha's tone.
He had never heard Aisha use such tone before and today was the first for him.
He glanced at her briefly, catching the slight tremor in her hands as she clenched and unclenched them in her lap.
The realization that Aisha might be hiding more than just petty grudges gnawed at him.
