*Danika*
The drive home was quiet, with Alonso sitting far from me at the back of the car with his face outside, not sayings a word to me. It wasn't even as if we just shared something special back in the restaurant.
I was ached deeply by his aloof behavior towards me, at the same I was also worried about the presence I felt back at the restaurant when we were leaving. This wasn't one of the new sensibilities that I have developed recently since starting my training, I sensed it and I wonder if Alonso felt it too. Maybe that's why he is back to his shell.
"Are you okay?" I made the first attempt at a conversation since he wouldn't.
"Yeah, and you?" he gave me a precise glimpse and when I nodded, he went back to looking outside, possibly his way of dismissing me.
I bobbed my head like a lizard, bit down my lower lip to suppress the compelling tears fighting to exit my eye, and in turn faced my part of the window.