Zelda’s patience had reached its breaking point. As she walked down the road, James’s car crawled along behind her, and each slow roll of the wheels fueled her irritation until it simmered into fury. She stopped abruptly, turning to face the car, and the car stopped as well.
Locking eyes with Cheng through the window, she saw him quickly avert his gaze. She tried to see James through the window but she couldn't, although she could almost imagine his smile right now.
Without a second thought, she strode toward the car, threw open the back door, and glared at him. James gave her a smug smile, as if certain she was finally submitting, finally returning to him.
Zelda looked down, her eyes landing on the red velvet cake sitting neatly on his lap. She wasn’t about to climb in next to
