Andrew looked at me with a soft gaze.
To say that we have made up with each other would be a bit of an exaggeration at this point but we were on good terms for now. We were still on the road as I was deep in thoughts.
I just could not get Andrew's word out of my mind. It was true that we both have lied to each other over some things. I cannot be the one getting mad at him when I am in the wrong as well.
Yes, Andrew did not tell me he was the president but then I did not tell him that I belong to the McCarthy family. His words have made me realize that if I'm blaming someone else, I should first make sure that I am clean from those charges too.
I looked at the road in hopes of finding something else to think about. No matter how hard I drive my thoughts, they always revolve around Andrew. Whether it is his words or something else.
