It was getting darker and darker outside. Looking at the navigation system of his car, Kyle was confused. Where was her home? Why were they going so far from downtown? Did she give him the wrong address? But Antonette didn't say anything after sitting in the car…
Kyle had no option but to drive in the direction Antonette told him. When they finally arrived, Kyle turned to Antonette, who was sitting in the back seat.
Antonette was looking down at her lap, deep in thought. Feeling Kyle was watching her, she forced out a sob and wiped the imaginary tears from her cheek.
Kyle frowned. After thinking for a while, he took out his handkerchief and gave it to Antonette. "Here, it's OK, wipe your tears."
Antonette was stunned. Why did Kyle treat her so gently? Was he…?
Holding Kyle's handkerchief, she jumped into his arms.
Kyle was shocked. He automatically wanted to push her away, but Antonette hugged him so firmly that he couldn't move.
