"Are you planning to stay silent the entire weekend?" Seraphina couldn't stop herself from asking as they sat in the carriage. Raven had been unusually quiet since the morning, and his silence was starting to weigh on her. They were on their way to their secret destination, yet the journey felt distant and cold without his usual steady presence.
Still, there was no response. She sighed softly, turning her head to glance at him. He was sitting there with his eyes closed, his posture relaxed. He looked as if he was sleeping, but something about it seemed off. There was a quiet tension in his body that didn't match the peaceful slumber he was pretending to have. Was he avoiding her? She couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to his silence than simple rest.
