DANA
This time, I chose to sit on the passenger's seat instead of the back. I couldn't risk an interrogation session with Zyra after what happened. I know she's boiling a lot of questions on that little head of hers. God, she's always like this with a new person in my life. Perhaps that occurrence is that bizarre.
From the car's side mirror, I glanced at the two men at the side of the road. They looked like they were talking, and from this view, it was Ivor's straight face that made me confused. What were they talking about? Why did Ivor look so tense? I swear to God, if Neil tells him something about our past, I would-
"he's handsome, miss." – Zyra suddenly blurted out.
"what are you talking about?"
"that Ivor guy. He's… he looks cute."
Looks like someone's having a crush on someone?
"and?"
"nothing. He looks better than Neil. My first impression is that he's kinder, too."
He is, isn't he?
