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Chapter 26: Salty Air

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The car wasn’t Adam’s usual armored beast. It was sleek, low, and fast, the engine a muted growl eating up the miles of sun-baked highway. California unfurled outside the window – impossibly blue sky, golden hills, the first teasing glimpses of the vast, grey-blue Pacific. It should have felt like freedom. It felt like another gilded cage on wheels.

Adam drove like a man possessed, jaw clenched, knuckles white on the wheel. The silence between us wasn’t companionable; it was a live wire, humming with everything unsaid. My body still felt heavy, hollowed out by the Thorazine residue. My wrist throbbed where the restraints had bitten deepest. The compact’s sharp corner was a reassuring weight in the pocket of the borrowed sweatpants George had thrust at me before we fled St. Mary’s like thieves.

He hadn’t spoken beyond terse directions since bundling me into the car, Eve’s crumpled annulment paper crushed in his fist before he’d tossed it onto the back seat like toxic waste. Every time
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