Leaning against the soft seat of Sebastian's SUV, Hailey glanced up at the swirling clouds in the bright blue sky. Her hands were clasped tightly - enough to leave a bruise- on her lap. Next to her, Sebastian kept his eyes trained on the red Mercedes in front of them but his grip on the steering wheel was so tight, his knuckles had turn white. Thousands of thoughts collided in his mind. He could not bear it anymore, he had had enough of their friend - enemy cycle, the time had come for both of them to face the situation. He had to know the truth, he had to hear it from her, so he asked "Why did you do this?" His voice was mild, not accusing, the inflection almost gentle.
The question caught her off guards, Hailey jumped, slightly startled. She bit her lips, for a second, her mind was blan
