Gloom

Chapter 132

I was curious about the way he drove, with such confidence as if he knew the way perfectly, as if he knew the city even better than I did. Although she also wanted to call his attention to how fast he was going, and she wanted to tell him that there was no rush, that there was no need for him to drive like crazy. But I stayed with my arms crossed and pursed my lips, just watching the streets instead of him.

At one of the turns, the roughness with which he turned caused my head to bang lightly against the glass, and instead of deigning to offer an apology, he let out a light laugh. This time I did look at him, anger radiating from my face.

"Do you want, for heaven's sake, to drive well?" I mumbled.

He didn't answer, just stared ahead. I noticed that a wrinkle crossed her brow and that he kept a sterner face than usual, but I didn't dare ask why. In my heart, I was grateful that he was at least paying attention to the road. I sighed and decided to guide my thoughts in another direction.