Even though I know that he was trying his hardest to appear happy, I could tell that he was extremely tired by the dark circles beneath his eyes and the paleness of his skin, which appeared almost transparent under the bright lighting of the surroundings. He still managed to maintain his charming smile however and kept it hidden underneath the mask of calmness. I wondered where he had managed to find such strength. I've never known a man who could hold so much composure while driving through traffic, especially when it comes to driving a moving vehicle.
"What did you talk about with my mom?" he asked softly.
"About?" I questioned in confusion, unsure of what he was referring to.
"About us, silly."
He rolled his eyes slightly as a slight smirk appeared on his lips.
"Well, I asked her a
