Perfection?

He gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Yeah. It's about that."

"Why are people so mean?". She asked, her voice small. "Why can't they just mind their business. Sister must be feeling so bad . Are we heading to her place already?"

"Yes". He sighed.

" Our teacher once said online bullying is the worst thing that an ever happen to someone, I'm so scared and they're saying terrible things about her, why do they even get to make a comment on your affair it's just so rude and unreasonable ". She added.

"That's the other side of being famous, I guess. The disadvantage of fame ". He replied, clenching his hands which was lm the steering wheel even tighter.

"Don't let them get away with it."

"I won't". He promised. "Just… trust me." He said each word clearly and full on intentions like he was making a solemn vow to himself rather than just replying her.