CHAPTER SIXTEEN

~ Camilla

The second the car rolled to a stop, I lunged for the door handle. Freedom was just a pull away. Finally. I could put this entire day behind me, take a hot shower, and maybe drown myself in wine. I was already reaching for the door handle when I spoke.

“Well, it’s been an absolute nightmare. Thanks for nothing.”

Nothing happened.

I yanked it again. Still nothing. It didn’t budge.

My smile froze. Slowly, I turned my head to the side. Stephano was watching me, completely relaxed, fingers tapping idly against the steering wheel.

“You locked the door,” I said flatly.

He nodded once, like we...