Grace walked down the car and scanned the place. "Is this the place?" she asked her driver, who nodded.
Marco had sent her this address, and she showed the driver, "Thanks." She smiled at him and turned to leave.
"Miss, I will be waiting for you to drive you back home," he blurted.
"Why?"
"Your mom said you don't have lectures today, so I should drive you anywhere you wish to and bring you back home," he explained, and Grace nodded.
She knew her mom was trying to keep an eye on her; she wanted to know if she was seeing Raymond or not.
"Grace," Marco called from the gate. She walked towards him, and he was dressed in his usual black hoodie. The only man she knew who loved black clothes more than anything was Raymond. Did Marco love black too? She thought.
"Hey"
"Thank you for coming; it's about to start... Let's go," he extended his hand towards her; she stared at it for a while before she accepted it.