The atmosphere in the car was eerily silent. Leena attempted to ease the stoic mood of Devin's by cracking jokes with Nick, but like a graven image, Devin was sitting there unaffected. Once the car pulled into the entrance of Leena's office, without stepping out, Leena tugged the hem of Devin's shirt.
''Get inside. We will talk in the evening.'' Kissing her forehead, Devin extended his hand to open the car door of her side.
Still, unmoving, Leena bit her bottom lip waiting for Devin to speak something. His distant voice earlier sounded a little harsh to her ears.
''I am not angry at you, sweetheart.'' Devin pulled her into his embrace and petted her hair. ''Don't overthink.'' He was not mad at Leena, but mood off for no reason like his happiness has no reason sometimes.
''Then why did you sit like a graven statue earlier?''
