"Why do you think so? I never thought so."
Alexa sneered in disapproval and silently walked forward.
Terrence followed behind her and grabbed her wrist in an attempt to cheer her up.
"I'll drive you back."
"No need," Alexa said coldly, looking at his wrist in disgust.
Terrence was hurt by her gaze and suddenly loosened his grip a little.
"You don't have to follow me. You can go back to her," Alexa said.
"Can you occasionally listen to me? I said I would drive you back," Terrence said helplessly.
Alexa no longer said anything, but the haze in her eyes still had not dissipated.
Terrence sighed silently. His warm left hand went all the way down to hold hers firmly and gently.
Alexa was passively led to the car by him.
Brynlee rushed out and pulled Terrence to stand outside the car, explaining what had just happened incoherently.