As the car pulled away from the hospital, leaving behind the chaos of reporters and buzzing media, Jessica let out a deep, quiet breath, her eyes closing for a moment, the fleeting darkness offering brief solace. Her thoughts drifted to the dinner meeting set for the next day and her brows subtly creased in concern.
Davis, seated beside her, noticed the tension in her shoulders. He gently pulled her into his arms, pressing a soft kiss to her lips."You've been worrying a lot lately," he murmured. "Thinking about too many things more than you used to."
Though they'd only been married for a little over a year, they'd weathered enough storms to understand the unspoken. He could tell when something was weighing heavily on her heart.
Jessica turned to him, her voice soft. "Do you really think so?"
