He held her hand during the rest of the ride. The tension between them remained and Nicolas wished somehow he could wash it away, he had looked forward to coming back, to seeing her, to having her in his arms but now... This needless awkwardness remained between them and he hated it, hated how heavy it sat in the car.
In the last months, they'd been separated, things had changed. He knew she had and he knew eventually she was going to tell him what had happened.
"You're back home." He said it because he knew she was. He had seen her things back in the house, he had felt her presence in it.
From his peripheral vision, he saw her swallow nervously. "You were right." She said quietly.
His hold on her tightened. He was back now and he was going to make sure everyone suffered for what had happened - Amante, Roberto, Alfredo, and Benjamin.
