As Fiona and Liam drove away from Derek's house, the tension from the earlier events lingered in the car. The evening sky was dark, the streetlights casting long shadows on the road ahead.
Liam's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his thoughts swirling with concern for Cora. Fiona, seated beside him, was fuming.
Her eyes were fixed on the road, but her mind was replaying everything that had just happened. The anger bubbling inside her was almost palpable.
"I can't believe anyone would do something like that. I wish there was more I could do to help her," Liam said, his voice filled with sympathy.