We just kept quiet while traveling home. His dark face and the periodic tension of his jaw have not disappeared since we set sail.
I let out a heavy sighed and just chose to turn my attention to the road. Maybe something was bothering him earlier. After he talked to his father, his mood changed. His featured was darken and became more mysterious this time. I can't even read what's on his mind right now.
I shifted on my seat and looked at him with puzzled expression and since I could no longer bear his silence I spoke.
"Is there a problem?"
He glanced at me for a moment before speaking. "Dad asked me a favor–" He did not continue what he had to say because his jaws tightened first.
"It's okay, I understand..." I draw a frugal smile on what I said after I caressed his arm.
Again he sig
