I stole a glance at her, the mention of Craig and the twins still hanging heavily in the air. The maddening silence returned, and the space between us felt wider than ever. I couldn’t bear the distance anymore. I needed to know she was still in there, that we were still connected. Keeping my left hand firmly on the steering wheel, I slowly extended my right hand across the center console. My fingers hovered for a second, trembling slightly, before I gently placed my hand palm-up on the armrest right next to her.It was a silent invitation. A quiet promise that I was within reach whenever she was ready. Cara didn't pull away. For a long, agonizing moment, she simply stared out the side window, her reflection captured in the glass. But then, her gaze drifted down to our hands. Slowly, hesitantly, she moved her hand. Her fingers brushed against mine first, a touch so light it made my breath catch. Then, she slid her hand completely into mine. Her grip was tight, almo
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