ROMAN POV

We settle into the backseat.

Uncle William's driver drives expressionless behind the wheel, while Uncle Williams still has a smile plastered on his face.

"Comfortable, kids?" he asks, cheerful for reasons best know to him.

Rose and I exchange looks in disbelieving.

He hasn't mention what happened this morning once.

Our awkward encounter.

"Where are we headed?" I ask curiosity getting the better of me.

"Home," Uncle William replies nonchalantly as if nothing transpired.

I look at Rose and can still see that she's as ashamed as ever.

She is still envisioning the seen from earlier this morning.

She tries to push the entire drama to the back...