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Charlotte’s POV

The road stretched ahead of us, bathed in late–afternoon light, the hum of the car oddly soothing after everything I’d been feeling inside.

Leo’s hand rested on my thigh as he drove, his thumb tracing slow circles.

I don't know why, but I had this feeling that he wasn't relaxed.

I could feel it.

I hardly see him anxious, so maybe this is one of his ways of calming his anxiety.

“Babe?”

He didn't look or even act like I just called him.

“Babe?”

He was driving and yet this absent-minded?

The fact that this never happened made me very nervous.

I held his hand that was on my thigh and squeezed it; only then did he notice.

He looked at me and gave me a smile that did nothing to calm my nerves.

“You are worried about something, ain't you?” I asked softly.

“Worried? No… not really.” He chuckled.

But I didn't buy it. I folded my hands with a pout.

“You always say we will talk it through, communicate. And now you are obviously hiding your worries from me. Am I not useful to you?
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