Genesis watched as Kieran's hand trembled on the car wheel and the way his jaw clenched tight. The tension in the car was so thick that it could be cut with a knife, it was so hard to even breathe well.

She looked at Donald from the rear view window and heart constricted at the pallour of his face. He was so pale that he looked like there was no flow of blood on his face and not just that, he looked so sick.

Then she turned back to Kieran and her hand itched to touch his and tell him that it would be fine but that would be a...