Balia's POV
I knew not to embarrass myself publicly, so I smiled politely at the bus driver as dread filled my whole body. I could feel my heart thumping in my ears as I stood at the side and watched the other passengers get onto the bus while avoiding eye contact with Senna.
I hadn't looked at him properly, but I knew he was fuming behind me, really fuming.
As soon as the bus drove away, I turned to see Senna standing behind me, expressionless. Not anger or any negative emotions. Just grey.
I swallowed. "So what's next? Are you going to lock me up?"
He gave me no reply. He just took out his phone and typed it before slipping it back into his pocket. Soon enough, a car stopped before us, and the driver whom I had swindled stepped out of the car and rushed to pull the door open.
"Don'
