We’ve been driving for hours and I’m getting more irritated. My grandfather is ignoring me, but it’s not like I want to talk to him right now anyways. His eyes seem to be glued to his phone, as if whatever he’s looking at is so important.
I’m angry and I just want to punch someone.
I need to talk to Nìkolai. I need him to know that we’re not taking a break and that he’s not leaving me. I could see the pain in his eyes, he’s trying to distance himself from me.
I don’t want that and I won’t let it happen.
“We will be arriving shortly. I expect you to make a good impression, this is important for our family.” My grandfather spoke out for the first time since we left our house.
“Why? It’s just a date. It’s not like I’m marrying the man or something.” He glared at me as he stopped loo
