"Are you sure you are okay, Princess?" Dante asked.
The both of them were in the car, heading back home but Dante could not help but feel that Mireille's mood had changed all day.
Her eyes seemed to be filled with certain emotions that he struggled to identify. Could it be fear? If that was it, what was she scared of? Who was she scared of?
"I am fine" Mireille mumbled.
That had been her response to him each time he asked that question and Dante had just about enough of it.
"Stop the car" he said to the driver and the car was immediately brought to a halt.
"Out" Dante ordered and the driver got out of the car.
"It's the express. Why are you telling him to get out in the middle of nowhere?." Mireille asked and Dante grabbed her shoulders.
Her jerked her body and made her loo
