He gently drops me on the ground, goes to fetch the door for me, ushers me inside, slams the door shut, and jumps into the driver's seat. Without uttering a single word once more, he starts the car, and as he beastly pulls out of the parking lot, I almost let out a loud scream. I'm afraid to ask anything because I doubt he will even answer. As he accelerates out onto the main road, I just grasp onto my safety belt tightly and briefly murmur a short prayer that he doesn't cause an accident. I would rather return home and beg my disgusting ghost fiance to wed me than die at such a young age and in the hands of a stranger.
"Come on. We are here." I am woken up by his voice.
I gradually open my eyes and notice that we have safely returned to his beautiful compound. I am grateful that we did
