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Tap . Tap . Tap . The soft pitter patter of the rain against the car windshield fills the silence . The tension is choking me , the appending outburst is as far away as the onslaught of a cloud bursting . Minutes away . Seconds away . I tilt my head back against the headrest and roll my head to the side , gazing out of the window . The blur of trees seem familiar , the quiet road's ominous feeling bringing me to the realization that he's driving us to where the sun sets the slowest , the birds chirp the loudest and the atmosphere feels the softest . Our coffee spot .
My teeth grind against each other and my eyelids fall shut , darkness shrouding me for a comfortable second , as I mentally recollect the strength to deal with this . I can feel the rage radiate off him , envelopin
