The Beginning

Asher put me into the car and went round the other side entering inside, he started the car and drive off.

He barely spared me a glance even once, and I could see his veins on his arms as he flexed it while driving.

He was angry, extremely. He probably felt disgusted by me. All I wanted to do at this point was to explain to him what happened, I wanted him to know that it was not a choice of mine.

"Asher"

"What?" He asked, his tone everything but normal.

"Nothing, I murmured looking away from him, looking outside the window, tears rolling down my face.

I whimpered , immediately stifling my whimpers and wiping away my tears angrily. I would don't let him see me cry.

He did not deserve my explanations, if he wanted to think the worst of me , I would not stop him, he could go ahead and think whatever he wanted.