“Stop the car, Noah.” Her teeth are clenched now, her body stiff.
“That’s not what I meant–”
“Stop the f*****g car!” she screams, hitting my shoulder, fists flying. “Stop it, Noah! Stop it now!”
I yank the car over, barely hitting the driveway, tires screeching on the wet pavement. She’s out of the car before I can unbuckle, stepping into the storm without a single damn thought. “Ray!” I call, throwing the door open.
She doesn’t stop. She just walks away from the house like she’s walking off a cliff, no plan, no direction. Rain hammers down, soaking us instantly.
“Where are you going?” I shout, chasing after her.
“Ray, come on! Where are you even going?”
She doesn’t answer. Just keeps walking like I’m not even there.
I run up and cut her off, planting myself in her path. “I’m sorry
