41. No weddings.

“Where are we going?” Joan asked timidly as they drove silently on the lonely road. Cielo ignored her question, fixing her focus on the road. She hadn't spoken to her since they started driving in the car.

Joan sighed and leaned back on the car seat. She had tried initiating a Convo about four times in the last eight minutes, and each time, Cielo had replied her with silence. She inhaled loudly and closed her eyes to relax.

“I'm driving you to the next city. You'll catch a flight from there.” Cielo's calm voice replied and she opened her eyes to stare at her in surprise. The previous day, Cielo had called her to remind her about their deal. Joan was to boycott the wedding. The plan was for her to act like she was dressing up for the wedding and spend extra time at home while Cielo drove in to get her, making it seem like an abduction.

Cielo controlled the steering wheel with one hand while she bent slightly and picked up a bag from the car floor in front of her and handed it to Joan. J