I walked toward him slowly.
The moment Daniel noticed me approaching, he removed his hand from the driver's door and got into the car. He sat behind the wheel but didn't start the engine. Instead, he turned his face away from me.
It was obvious he didn't want to see me.
I stopped beside the car for a moment, unsure of what to say. After everything that had happened, where was I even supposed to begin? I swallowed and forced myself to speak. "Hi."
He didn't respond.
I sighed. "I've been looking for you all day." His jaw tightened. "Since the incident, I wanted to talk to you about—"
"Talk about what, Aven?" His voice stopped me. He finally looked at me, but there was no warmth in his eyes.
"I don't want to talk about anything."
I stared at him. "Daniel..."
"I said I don't want to t
