RUMBLE!
RUMBLE!
Eric blinked, his head snapping at the window and saw it was raining –– hard.
Unconsciously, his eyes peeked at Evangeline, who was sipping tea without a care in the world.
Standing up, he went inside his bedroom and came out with a jacket and medicines in hands.
"Wear this, it's getting chilly. And drink this so you won't catch my cold."
Evangeline beamed at him before she obediently wore the jacket and drunk the medicine.
. . .
. . .
Heavy silence befell them. It was so awkward that it was impossible to ignore.
RUMBLE!
RUMBLE!
Eric hesitated, yet he still went ahead and ask, "How are you going home?"
Playing with her teacup, Evangeline didn't answer right away.
She raised her gaze at Eric, eyes glint playfully. "By the way, it slips my mind . . . but how can you see without your glasses?"
