C95 BY THE TIME WE'RE DONE, SAMUEL WILL REGRET NOT HANDING HIS EMPIRE IN YOUR CARE
The ride back was quiet, but Mia and Stefan's hands stayed joined. Stefan had taken her hand the moment they stood up to leave the restaurant, only letting go when he opened the car door for her.
Neither of them said a word the whole way home. But it wasn’t the awkward kind of silence. It was the heavy, thoughtful kind. The kind where your heart speaks louder than your voice
