In the car, the silence between Thor and Celina wasn’t awkward—it was comfortable, intimate. Outside, the city glimmered, its lights scattered across the horizon like tiny fireflies trapped in concrete. Thor drove with one hand, the other loosely holding hers, his thumb brushing over her fingers in a slow caress. He glanced at her briefly, his voice low, deep, and threaded with tenderness.

“Want to stop somewhere for dinner? I know a discreet little bistro nearby.”

Celina smiled, though the wea