I sat beside Ethan and watched him get inside the car as he sat beside me. The leather seats were cool against my skin as I adjusted myself next to him. He looked handsome, as always, in his crisp black shirt and neatly combed hair.
"You're making me feel embarrassed with your stare," he said, his voice low and teasing.
"Why?" I said softly, trying to recover my composure. He turned to me with surprise in his eyes, "Nothing. I thought you'd be angry but seems like it's not the case."
I smiled at him, feeling a sense of relief.
"I see...Well, people can change," I said, looking outside the window as he told the driver to drive. I struggled to keep my composure, feeling the urge to reach out and take his hand. But I knew I couldn't show my emotions now, not when there were so many unanswered questions between us.
As the car pulled out onto the road, I felt a sense of anticipation building in my chest. We were on our way home.
