With a stiff hand, he managed to reach for the start button, “Let’s go then,” he muttered and ignited the engine.
Throughout their ride, none of them said anything to each other. The radio was doing its best to calm the tension between them and she glued her head to the window where she was feeding her eyes the night view.
Every two minutes, he was constantly stealing a glance to see if her emotion would fluctuate or at least he would be able to predict whatever she might have in mind but she only kept a straight face till they got home.
She ushered him and motioned for him to have his seat while she went inside to drop her bag and showed up with two cups of warm tea she prepared.
Settling on the sofa in front of him, she finally broke the silence. “I think I am ready to hear your side of the story now” she stated and his heart skipped a beat.
SIXTEEN YEARS AGO