Clyde continued to pull Kaith on his car. At first, she is trying to resist but in the end, she gave up and she let him drag her inside of his own car.
She sighs heavily. Clyde on the other hand is busy typing something on his phone. When he is done composing and sending the message. He darted his eyes on his mate that is sitting restlessly by his side.
"Why did you do that?"
"How about my car? Did you ask someone to pick it up?" she asked instead of answering his question. Kaith is doing her best to change the topic of their conversation. Clyde nodded his head. She reaches for the seatbelt on and wraps it around her body.
When she realize the growing silence between the two of them. She finally look back at him and cast a bitter smile.
"Don't tell me you are mad too. I am sorry,
