Inside the limousine.
Becca and Gael were sitting in awkward silence on the way home. Becca was on the far left while Gael was on the far right, a total opposite of how they were on the way to dinner.
Becca was shaking, she didn't know what to think about what she had just witnessed. Her man just killed another man and he didn't even hesitate! Has he always been like this? How did she not know about it?
They have been dating for 5 months already but she never knew this side of him. The scene kept replaying inside her head. *bang!* , she recalled and it made her flinch.
Gael who was at her right had been observing her the whole time, he was trying to figure out what was on her mind.
"Becca…", he called.
She glanced at him but she quickly averted her eyes.
Gael noticed her shivering but he didn't know whether it was because she was cold or she was afraid of him. Taking a blanket from the storage, he extended his hand to drape it over her shoulders.
