Chapter 12

A chauffeur in a pristine uniform opened the car door, and Elena hesitated for a moment before cautiously sliding into the comfortable seat of the expensive vehicle.

"Good evening, ma'am," the chauffeur greeted her with a nod as he closed the door.

Elena managed a tight smile. "Good evening."

The leather felt plush against her skin as she settled in, her fingers grazing the soft leather seats almost reverently. As Elena settled into the comfortable seat of the red convertible, her heart began racing as she noticed that Liam was seated beside her.

His gaze was glued to his phone, his fingers tapping away at the screen in a rhythm she knew all too well. The distant look in his eyes made it clear that he was absorbed in whatever he was doing, not sparing her a single glance.

Her breath caught in her throat, a mix of emotions swirling within her. As the car began to move, Elena felt a slight tug of disappointment.

She had taken care to dress up, to put in the effort to look pretty, yet