The tension within the car ride felt immense and yet no one had uttered a single syllable. This was getting too much for Connor but just as he was about to ask Nirvana the question she spoke out first,
"I met him ."
Her hands were now twiddling around unable to stay still anymore. The silence between them grew with every single passage of time. Connors's hands were on the driving wheel but when he had heard the words come out from her lips, they trembled a little. Trauma was never easy to get over to.
His mouth had gone dry and panicked would be an understatement. They were just about another five minutes and a turning to his house, so they both waited until that moment because they knew that this wound needed somewhere safe to be reopened. They did not want any car accidents happenin
