C25 You cheating whore

The ride stretched on, the hum of the engine the only sound for a while. Silvio leaning his back on the chair. his profile framed by the faint glow of the streetlights, his eyes fixed outside.

Jia stole glances at him, but quickly averted her gaze whenever their eyes might meet. Her focus was pulled to his bandaged hand, a reminder of the night he had pulled her from danger