Kyle’s POV:
The constant humming of the car wheel hitting and rotating against the iced roads kept my mind in neutral. This is the only sound of peace, as my heart squeezes and twists in screeching agony and my whole body thuds against the seat in sorrowful twitches. Every fibre inside me is shouting out to me, begging even, for me to turn the car around and go be with Viola. Just thinking of her name sends my whole being into sensory overdrive, but I cannot and I will not be the reason for her unhappiness. I have done enough to hurt Viola and I just need her to be happy.
I stare ahead, taking in the blur of the grey tar and my car reaches a good and solid speed on the road. I don’t even notice the specks of white snow becoming softer greens or even the roads becoming wetter puddles, a
