CHAPTER 82: Even without knowing

　　He took one short look at Hera, before fixing his eyes on his steering wheel and turning his key in the ignition. Peter's nerves were eating him up from inside. He did not know what to say, or even what to do around her.

　　Hera did not make it any easier. She sat in her chair and nodded along to the faint sound of music from his stereo, with her eyes fixed on the mirror of her glass.

　　The air conditioner was turned on, and the temperature of the car was very low. Still, Peter's sweat did not dry on his face. As long as Hera was beside him, so close that he could stretch his hand out and place it on her thigh.

　　He took the turn on the road that led to the hospital and tried his best to keep his eyes of Hera and her beautiful lashes.

　　Finally, he turned the car into the driveway of the hospital, and pulled over in a free parking space. He stayed quiet and watched as Hera's eyes danced around. As if she had not expected them to get to the hospital so quickly.