Amy's POV
I was tired, hungry and sleepy at once from the long drive. Tennessee was a good 9-hour drive, and I knew we wouldn't get there on time!
Aaron had eyes on the other side of the road, and for hours he didn't utter even a single word, and neither did I. We both sat there silently, wallowing in our pain and misery while the car drove on and on.
The initial plans to get us into a taxi were stopped abruptly as it began, and Mr Donovan had to settle for a driver, a driver who was probably having the time of his life because why not, he was being paid for his stress and time. He played loud music and sang along to the radio tunes, occasionally drumming the steering wheel, and all of this was getting on my nerves!
“This is torture!” I finally yelled, unable to keep it boxed in any lo
