Clark looked at the rear view mirror to check on Skylar. The look in his eyes held nothing more than a promise of death.
'Wait!, Was he going to harm Philip?, Just because of Diana? Was it really that deep?' Clark thought as he drove the car. 'Nothing of that should bother me now, I should just pray that Diana comes back' .
Meanwhile...Skylar was still fighting with him self.
'She's the enemy's daughter. Pull yourself together. She means nothing to you.' He chanted those words in his head, but it was useless. When ever he wanted to tell Clark to stop the car, the image of Diana's lips on Philip's made him waver. He couldn't do it. Instead he thought of something else,
