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CHAPTER 90: After the Park

Author: Pearl's pen
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-26 18:24:46

Jasmine’s POV

The drive away from the park was quiet at first. Tristan kept both hands on the steering wheel, jaw tight, and attention fixed on the road as if the asphalt required all of his concentration. Marc sat in the back with his tablet. The sounds of the car filled the space between us, but none of them covered what he was not saying.

I knew exactly what he was thinking.

I also knew that if I waited too long, the conversation would tip into something more emotional than useful. So I
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