Skyla let out a deep sigh as she gazed outside and watched her surroundings whistle past her. She leaned her head against the window as she lost herself in her dreamworld.
It's been half an hour since they started their silent journey towards Winter Peaks but from the moment they entered the carriage, no one had spoken much less emitted a sound that her breathing seemed loud in her ears.
Skyla peeked at Ezekiel who sat right opposite to her with his legs crossed and a hand under his cheek. He had closed his eyes as soon as he sat inside the carriage without even glancing at her making her scowl.
'Since he doesn't want to talk… I don't want to either'
Skyla snorted as she turned her head away from him, 'Who does he think he is'
Regardless, she found herself noticing his tiny movements from the corner of her eyes, making her want to pull her hair out badly.
'This is torture…'
She was inside a carriage with two gorgeous men and she was forced to ignore them… She couldn't…