I settled into the passenger seat, my eyes fixed on the window as the city lights blurred by. The silence between us was oppressive, but I wasn't about to break it. At least, that's what I told myself.
As we drove, the familiar route began to register in my mind. It was the same way we had gone to his mother's restaurant that one time. A small spark of curiosity ignited within me, and I couldn't help but wonder if we were headed there again.
"Where are we going?" I asked finally, trying to sound cold and unchallenged.
Ace's gaze didn't waver from the road. "You'll see," he replied, his voice low and smooth.
I raised an eyebrow, but he didn't elaborate. Instead, he continued driving, the silence between us growing thicker than before.
As the hospital came into view, I turned to him, my voice laced with confusion. "Why are we at the hospital?" I asked, my brow furrowed in concern.
Ace's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "Get down," he said, his voice low and husky.
