He couldn't stop wondering how Szeina was.
Yvann knew that if he was going to go home, he'd still be worrying about Szeina and her family.
The moment he turned his car around, he was already thinking of her and the forced smile she gave him before running towards the house.
His heart constricted at the thought that he left her without knowing if she was in good hands or if she was in grave danger.
The city lights danced in his vision.
Coming to a decision, Yvann found a U-turn and had himself driving back, heading towards Szeina's place.
In his head, he was hoping that she was alright, and that it wasn't too late. Whatever was going on, he hoped she was alive and well.
Stepping on the gas, the highway zoomed past. If he was to be caught for over speeding, Yvann could hardly care.
The speed of his heart was matching how fast his car was flying.
"Come on," he coaxed, adding more speed.
