C72 My wedding gift to you.

Emma and Asher sped through the city in silence; dressed in formal attire. Since they began their journey, Asher maintained silence, refusing to divulge information on where they were headed.

“ Are you a serial killer?” Emma voiced out, while trying to guess their destination.

He huffed, and kept his eyes on the road.

“ Okay, I’m getting confused. Where on earth are we headed.” She deadpanned