When Astria came back with empty hands, Bryce was smart enough to keep his mouth closed. He drove away from there in silence. After almost ten minutes of driving, Astria spoke up in a hoarse voice, "Can we leave tomorrow?"
Bryce immediately agreed, "Of course. There is no hurry."
"We'll collect your luggage and go back to the hotel."
The rest of the ride to Ruth's house was drowned in excruciating silence. Bryce gripped the wheel tightly and kept stealing glances.
Astria didn't appear to be angry or suppressing her tears. She kept looking out of the window in deep thought. At that moment, Bryce wished he could read minds just so he could know what she was thinking.
Ruth was at home with Astria's luggage right next to her. Astria had called beforehand about the pick up, so she was
