Chapter 7

Syria’s POV

She suddenly threw the car keys at me.

“Want to drive my car?” she asked, her eyes playful as she raised a brow at me.

I glanced at her, letting a small smile tug at the corner of my lips. “Come on, let’s go. I’ll drive.”

“That’s my girl,” she said proudly.

We climbed into her car, and I settled into the driver's seat. The instant I turned the ignition and heard the engine hum, an odd feeling of calm came over me. The gentle roar of the engine, the wind buffeting against the roof, t