Chapter 8 It was Sunday evening . For tonights live stream , both couples were returning to the secluded mountain retreat where it all began . To stir up some buzz , the producers had deliberately arranged for the four of us to squeeze into the same car for the ride back . The live Instagram comments were still primarily focused on Jax and Vivienne , with messages like made for each other and perfect match flooding the screen . But the tide was subtly shifting . @NotBlindAnymore : If you werent as blind as her husband , Jax , youd join us and choose Daisy and Caspian . @TeamCaspian : Shes all up in his face , and her husband is just over there counting his cash . @JustSaying : Its just a coincidence , right ? Caspian and her barely knew each other before this . The conversation surrounding Caspian and me was steadily growing , and some fans , who loved a good underdog story , had created a new hashtag , #DaisyCaspian , specifically for discussing the . possibility of Caspian and me . So , right before we got into the car , the producer slipped me a task card . Open this when youre in the car , its only for you , he whispered , with a sly grin . Jax was driving , and the car was fitted with multiple cameras . Vivienne , with an innocent look on her face, beat me to the front passenger seat , twisting her head back specifically to gauge my reaction . Oops , she said , playing the naive card . This didnt have your name on it . Youre not going to be all dramatic about this , are you ? Jax was clearly enjoying her attempt to provoke me . He was waiting for me to lose my cool so he could step in as a peacemaker and throw me a bone . But I completely ignored her taunt and calmly got into the back seat . The Ex Effect For My Top Tie Ft Driver we sat at a red light , the two in the front simultaneously glanced into the rearview mirror , their eyes meeting ours . Jax was watching me , wanting to see if I was truly unaffected . Vivienne was watching Caspian , wanting to see his reaction to Daisy . Caspian and 1 , however , sat as far from each other as we could in the backseat , as if we were strangers . Daisy , sweetie , Vivienne suddenly spread her fingers to show off her ring . Jax had given it to her the previous night . It was the same style as the wedding ring he had given me . Dont misunderstand , she said , playing to the cameras . This ring represents the couple in our story . Im only showing you in case you were going to jump to sions . But I guess you wouldnt understand our love for our characters . After all , out of the four of us . youre the only one whos not have your own business , with no career ambitions . She kept talking , trying to get a rise out of me , or at least a flicker of jealousy or resentment . Her words were for me , and for Caspian , wanting him to see that I was just a discarded woman , not worthy of his attention . Unfortunately for her , Caspian seemed to have the ability to fall asleep the instant he got into a car . Viviennes show was clearly just for herself . Meanwhile , I stared down at the task card , my mind blank . It read : [ Hold Caspians hand without the other couple noticing . ] The highway was mostly empty . On either side , stretches of tropical vegetation were bathed in the winter sun , creating a seemingly endless sea of green . The bright , gentle winter light spilled into the car , revealing every detail . Approaching the tunnel , said the navigation system , the words sounding like music to my ears . I glanced at my side . Caspian had his eyes closed , his long , slender hand dangling in the air . Go for it . e probably wont notice . Darkness descended as we entered the tunnel , the only light came from the passing tunnel lights . Mustering up my courage , I reached out my hand , tentatively reaching out to touch him . Just as my fingers were about to graze his , Caspian , who was supposed to be sleeping , suddenly coughed and moved his hand away . Did he catch me ? My heart skipped a beat . Wanting to pull back my hand , but fearing it would be too obvious , I placed my hand in the middle of the leather seat . Daisy , sweetie . Vivienne was still going . Dont you think that if someones being cheated on in a marriage , that its partly their fault ? If she cant keep her man , then she shouldnt be surprised when someone else takes him ! The tunnel was so short ; it was over before I could even pull back my hand . We were back in the sunlight . I turned away , quickly withdrawing my hand . But in that instant , a dry , warm hand reached out and held mine .. A warm , clean touch . Instinctively , I tried to pull away , but he gripped my hand tighter . Fingers intertwined . The car radio played an old country song , its melody upbeat , but its lyrics filled with a tinge of mockery , telling the story of a woman packing her bags , quietly leaving her sleeping husband to face an empty home . The chorus kept repeating : Hell wake up and Ill be gone , gone , gone . Hell wake up and Ill be gone . As the song finished , with only five seconds left , Jax , who was probably annoyed at my refusal to acknowledge Viviennes words , glanced at me in the rearview mirror . Some people , they deserve to Driver 5.4 % be betrayed . He was so obsessed with my reaction that he didnt see the two tightly interlocked hands in seit . Id forgotten . Caspian was a possessive maniac . Hand holding wasnt for the darkness . If it was going to be done , it had to be done in the daylight . Be betrayed , he said . He was so obsessed with my reaction that he didnt see the two tightly interlocked hands in the back seat . Id forgotten . Caspian was a possessivo . 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