The engine hummed beneath her, a comforting sound that momentarily drowned out the chaotic thoughts racing through her mind. She could feel Ray beside her, his presence a mix of warmth and uncertainty. The silence between them hung heavy, punctuated only by the rhythmic thump of the tires against the pavement.
Glancing sideways, she caught a glimpse of Ray's face, still marked by shock from the earlier events. His brow was furrowed, and his jaw clenched as he stared out into the night. "You're sure you're okay?" he finally asked, his voice laced with concern.
Esme took a deep breath, steadying herself as she navigated the winding road. "I'm fine," she assured him, though the words felt like a fragile shield against the storm brewing within her. She was far from fine; the adrenaline from the explosions still coursed through her, a wild rush that both exhilarated and terrified her.
