Douglas stopped his car right in front of Scarlet’s family home. The ride back home was not one that neither of them enjoyed. The situation had worsened after Scarlet had left Douglas’s room; she had eaten her breakfast alone, Douglas refusing to take a bite out of anything.
“We’re here” Douglas said, not looking at Scarlet. He knew he could not look at her face otherwise, he might resort to begging or worst not wanting to let go of her. Scarlet hated this atmosphere, she would much have preferred that they stayed in bed but that was impossible.
The storm was over and both of them had to get back to reality, where Douglas was a loner and Scarlet was the girl who cared for her grandmother and her aunt.
“Thank you, I really appreciate it, a lot” Scarlet told Douglas but his attention w
