Tomorrow

**Adrena's point of view** 

I glanced at Lorenzo while he was driving the rental, and tried to read his mind, wondering what he was thinking. Peter and him had quite an heated talk, before we left. I didn't know what to say, and it didn't seem as if Lorenzo wanted to talk about it. 

The trip took about an hour and a half, and we spent the whole drive there, in complete silence. Five minutes before we reached the destination, Lorenzo finally spoke up.

''How are you feeling?'' he asked, without taking his eyes of the busy road ahead. The city lights were shining, and the fast cars that drove through, looked like lightening bolts. 

''About what happened between you and Peter, or what do you mean?'' i asked, as i couldn't detect exactly what he meant. He's a pretty hard man to read.