I couldn't speak for quite a while as I watch the streets pass by in a blur through the fogged window of the passenger seat. There's a lot of questions racing inside my head but I couldn't dare to ask them out loud. I could feel the burning curiosity filling my chest yet I still try to ignore it. For some reason, I know James has been keeping something from me. And for all I know, it is something, that once he finally gets the courage to tell me about, would change things between us.
I suddenly recall the day when Peter had confessed to me something about his family. He had given me this sad sad face and went on saying how he found out that his dad had been seeing another woman behind his mother's back. Back then, I was just too stunned to process it all after learning that truth because
