The car glided through the dimly lit streets, its engine humming softly as the city lights flickered past the windows. Evander's hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than necessary, his sharp gaze fixed on the road ahead. His jaw was set, his mind still reeling from the events of the day.
"I still think you should've stayed at the hospital for at least one night," Evander muttered, breaking the silence. His deep voice carried a mixture of frustration and concern.
Delphinia, leaning against the passenger seat with her hands folded neatly on her lap, glanced at him with a small smile tugging at her lips.
"If I stayed there, I'd only worry Ashton," she replied softly. "Besides, I feel fine now."