The drive back to the estate was completely silent. Caelum drove with both hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road the entire way. Arwen sat in the passenger seat with her hands folded in her lap and watched the city lights appear gradually as they left the coast behind. He hadn’t asked her to pack. He’d just said they were leaving and walked to the car and she’d followed because there was nothing else to do. The glass house was behind them. Everything it had held — the proposal, the ring, the album, the last few hours of something that had felt real and safe, was behind them too.-----He slammed the bedroom door behind them, and stood in the middle of the room with his jacket still on and looked at her with an unreadable expression she’d never seen him wear before — the look of a man who had made a decision and was executing it. “Sit down,” he said, trying to keep his voice neutral even though he was furious inside. She sat on the edge of the bed, keeping her eyes steadily
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