C74 Suppressed Thoughts

Fenella’s POV

During the ride, I remained silent without saying anything. Laird also seemed reluctant to bring up the issue from earlier. Slowly, Laird cleared his throat after a few glances at my face.

"So, what really happened earlier?" he asked from behind the wheel.

I was still hesitant to answer and chose to stay quiet. My fingers intertwined, and I squeezed my hands anxiously. Honestly