124: Fear of Falling for a Masquerade

Lizzie let out a deep sigh as she settled into the passenger seat. The car began to move slowly forward, the mellow music filling part of the void inside it, preventing the atmosphere from becoming suffocating.

Lizzie turned her gaze towards the window. She thought she could avoid him for a day, even if it was just one day, she would be willing. However, she had not lasted even half a day before she found herself trapped with him in the small space of the car. The morning's events still haunted her like a nightmare, impossible to erase.

The man next to her was like a devil, entangling her tightly in his grasp with his sharp gaze and strong hands. Bruno glanced sideways at Lizzie whose thoughts had drifted far away, then back at the red light ahead. He stepped on the brake sharply.

The sudden braking threw Lizzie forward, almost hitting the windshield. This abrupt jolt brought her wandering thoughts back to reality. She turned to look at Bruno, who was also looking at her. His gaze puz