GINA
I stare at the side of Lucas' face, observing how his jaws are clenched tightly. It's been almost thirty minutes since we've left the restaurant and he still hasn't said a single word to me yet. Ever since I told him our parents expect us to go on an honeymoon, he has been quiet, and not just quiet but also tensed. He seems pissed, almost. Honestly, that was a reaction I expected at first but when he started being nice today, I thought maybe he wouldn't be so mad at the idea. But clearly, I was wrong.
"Lucas?" I call cautiously.
At the sound of my voice, he tightens his fingers around the wheel, clenching his jaw even tighter.
"Really? I can't believe you are back to ignoring me," I say, starting to get pissed at him too.
He says nothing, keeping his head straight and rigid a
