The car pulled to a stop in front of a huge mansion.
Rebecca peered out through the window, and the apprehension she had tried to push to the deepest parts of her heart came rushing back to her.
Anderson had remained silent throughout the entire drive. She could see the way his jaws were clenched, and she could sense the tension rolling off him.
Once they stepped out, he handed his keys to the gentleman who was responsible for parking the car.
Anderson threaded his fingers into hers, and Rebecca gave him a small smile.
She was clueless on what was wrong with him, but she felt that he needed her. Just as she needed him.
They both walked into the mansion, chatter falling into her ears. The mansion was bustling and Rebecca was hit with a strong wave of familiarity.
They finally made it into the hall where the noise was much louder.
Anderson's grip on her subconsciously tightened.
