128. Going to the office
THE NEXT MORNING
The car idles at the curb, its engine emitting a low purr as Sareena turns her concerned gaze toward Arabella. The sun had just begun its ascent in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue across the city, but the tension inside the car was palpable.
Arabella adjusted her seatbelt, her fingers tracing the edges of the strap. The events of the previous night had left her somewhat drained, but she was determined to face the day ahead. Her apartment had felt emptier than usual without Damien's presence, and her thoughts had been a whirlwind of unanswered questions.
Sareena, a steadfast friend, had arrived promptly upon receiving Arabella's call. Their friendship had weathered countless storms, and Sareena's protective instincts were always on high alert, especially when it came to her closest friend's well-being.