Bad or good decisions

The longer we drove, the more tired we were. The bunker was further than we thought. We had no other choice but to look for the nearest bunker. It was bunker 7. It was the nearest, we had no other place to go. I tried to take over the wheel, I could not stand Edward's eye bags. He insisted to drive. Well, I reluctantly sat back down. He was so stubborn.

"Edward, please," I begged for the last time.

Edward peeked at me through the rear mirror. A small gentle smile stretched over his face. It only made me frustrated. I peeked out over at the window. The scenery were gorgeous. It was literally what people described as 'picture-perfect'. However, I could not appreciate it for long, the windows must be closed due to safety reasons.