The car was silent during the first ten minutes of the drive. It seemed like even Jamal could sense Tom's anger and frustration, so he didn't utter a word.
Lucy kept glancing at Tom at intervals as she wondered what she could say or do to help his mood. She understood better than anyone else how he was feeling and why he was feeling that way.
She also knew this was not the time to talk to him. They had company in the car, and he wouldn't be able to express himself comfortably.
Tom turned to spare her a glance when he sensed her gaze on him, and he flashed her a forced smile.
"You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine," he assured her quietly, but everyone in the car knew he was far from okay.
"Really, I'm okay," Tom said when Lucy merely stared at him with a blank expression.
"Fine. What do you want me to do to prove I'm fine? I don't want you to worry," Tom said, and Lucy shrugged.
