On our way home, I wrinkled my forehead when Tyler suddenly turned the car left. I asked him where are we heading because it's not the way home. He just smiled, told me to relax, and laughed. I asked him if he's going to kidnap me. And he replied yes hoarsly and then laughed evilly.
I just rolled my eyes and replied OK. The last time he turned the car left, he brought me to a park. It was already nine in the evening and I was still unaware of our situation that time—I stil didn't have any idea about the curse. But we didn't linger. We just stayed there for about maybe five minutes or even less than five minutes. I was even confused because Tyler seemed in a rush, but now I understand why. Those memories—Especially those memories in the parking lot, they now bring a smile on my lips.
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