After she saw Vivian and Arno smiling, Renita sighed, knowing that Vivian’s mood had stabilized. She stared at them through the rearview mirror.
"Can we go now?"
Vivian was a little embarrassed and edged closer into Arno’s arms. Arno reassured her softly. They both nodded and the driver put the car into motion.
Vivian sat alone in the car, very uncomfortable. In her hand, she held the strand of grass plucked from the roadside, fiddling with it while she kept muttering to herself.
"This Arno is so reckless in everything he does. He still hides this kind of thing from me, can he hide it?"
The more Vivian thought about it, the more she felt embarrassed and at times, angry. She felt that Arno’s behaviour was wrong in every way and even if Sileas forced him, why couldn't he tell her?