NUR
“This street is so colourful!” I gush, gesturing to all the shops. It takes everything in me not to open this car door and run off.
Ahyan isn’t exactly fuming now but he’s in that moody, broody state. Can’t say I don’t like it.
He swerves the car to the left and I hold onto the side handle for dear life. His driving skills are . . . doubtable and sort of fun. The street is empty save for a few cars and Ahyan finds a nice spot to park the car.
Without a word, he unlocks the doors and steps out of the car. I follow suit, practically sprinting to catch up with him.
“Are you crazy, Ahyan?” I bark as I finally do catch up with him. “What if someone kidnaps me?”
He huffs, walking faster.
“Seriously? Do you not care about me?”
He suddenly stops and looks me right in the eye. My hea
