As the first light of morning broke through the trees, Eden and Stacy made their way toward Edinburgh. The air was crisp, and the journey ahead was long, but neither of them spoke much. Eden's mind still felt foggy, his thoughts distant, lingering on the conversation from the night before. Stacy had tried to console him in many ways, offering reassurances that things would improve. But nothing she said seemed to reach him. He was lost in his own thoughts, trapped in a feeling of emptiness that he couldn't shake.
Stacy, noticing his silence, didn't press him further. She understood. Sometimes, the quiet was needed.