SOPHIA'S POV

The rain had turned the highway into a slippery black mirror as Lucas pushed the strong, heavy SUV past ninety miles per hour. The tires screamed on the wet road, but I could not even hear them. The loud rush of my own blood in my ears was louder than anything else.

I held the leather armrest so tight that my nails tore into the stitching. My chest was going up and down, and every breath burned in my lungs like hot iron.

"Sophia, look at me," Lucas said, his voice sharp but calm as he drove through the heavy traffic, his eyes moving back and forth between...