Little Bird

{Music Recommendation: Mikrokosmos ~ BTS}

"Let's go," Mila tapped the driver's seat. "We need to take her back to the hotel," her voice was between pleading and urgency.

Cher mumbled, turning her head to the side. As soon as her body touched the car seat, she fell asleep.

Mila, on the other hand, had other plans. If she escaped tonight, then there would be no wedding night, and she wouldn't have to worry about Zyran playing out the things he saw at the hospital.

"Move...?" Mila said again when the driver wasn't starting the engine.

The young man turned and gave her a little bow. "I'm supposed to take orders from—"

"I am Zyran's wife," Mila whispered. She looked out of the window where Zyran was still talking to Alvaro, then pointed at her wedding dress since, oddly, they didn't get to exchange rings.

"We got married today."

The driver nodded. Of course, he was aware. "I know, but—"