Laura’s POV.
It dawned on me at once; my legs rooted to a spot. I swallowed hard while staring at both of them.
“Let's go, Sebastian," I ordered bluntly, not minding my speech or manners; we could handle them later, but tonight I was sure, bitter and full of hate.
“I think he should...”
“I said let's go! Enough thinking!” I ordered once more, I watched them both, none of them daring to say a thing, they wanted to, but I couldn't care less, I wouldn't become a public stunt for newsmakers to use, I needed my dignity kept intact, my legs moved up the floors closer towards the garage, and I had fought every urge in me to speak.
I couldn't anymore; it had been driving me crazy. I swallowed hard, taking in a deep breath, and I could handle it.
I pulled at the handle of the car continuousl
