Katrina’s Point of View:
The ride is quiet and Alex is extraordinarily calm. He didn’t say anything. Not even blaming me or shouting at me. It is new to me. But leave it. He might have had a hard time in his company. I know how to make him happy; just cook his favorite food and he will be happy. Then I’ll ask him what I want to.
Soon we arrive at our destination. I was about to open the door and get out when he suddenly grabbed my arm. “Wait for me.”, he said almost commanding me.
What? Just twenty-four hours ago right at this place, he had left his newly-wed wife alone and today he is going to open the door for me. I smile inwardly. I like this caring side of his. Shyly, I tuck a loose strand behind my ear. My cheeks heat up.
He runs to my side and opens it. He stands there offering
