Chapter 194 What Is Love?

• Lottie POV
• I sat in the car, my hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as I bombed it down dark country lanes, the night swallowing up the beam of our headlights. The road was a serpentine twist through the heart of nowhere, bordered by looming trees that danced eerily with the wind. It was the perfect setting for a horror movie, but for me, it was just another backroad shortcut.
• "You are going the wrong way," Liam huffed beside me, his fingers digging into the dashboard and door, knuckles white with tension.