“You’re so lucky this damn thing doesn’t affect you.” I commented bitterly, giving Seth a scalding side-eye and feeling oppressed.
We were in a borrowed —well, to be honest more like a stolen car; I don’t think Seth was being sincere when he said he’d return it to the owner once we’re done using it.
I sat in the front passenger seat with a scowl on my face. I never thought a day would come when the bright sunlight turns my mood sour. Yet here we are.
Fortunately, the car was heavily tinted, so only a faded, less harsh version of the daylight outside got in. But still, a black umbrella was opened on my lap; every time Seth stepped on the brakes a little too hard, the edge of the umbrella would poke my forehead.
That wasn’t the only measures Seth had made me take. I was dressed to the te
