After a few minutes, we got out to the road and into Lucas' car. I sat in the passenger seat, while Derek sat behind us and somehow, even without speaking, I could feel him there. I could feel every breath, every movement, and every time he shifted slightly in the backseat.It made my chest tight.Lucas adjusted his grip on the steering wheel, the engine started, and we drove off.“So,” he said casually, “would you want us to take you home?”Derek immediately answered, “Oh no, no, no, not directly.”I glanced at him through the rearview mirror. He still looked really tired. His head leaned slightly against the window as trees blurred past outside.“My father still thinks you two died in the crash,” Derek continued. “I pretty much think it's best you retain that story.”Lucas nodded once.“Yeah, that's right.”“So it’s better if you stop somewhere close by,” Derek said. “I’ll walk the rest of the way home.”“That’s fine,” Lucas agreed easily.Silence returned again after that. I kept s
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