Sitting in the passenger seat, Ivana Bennett covered her face with both hands, slumping forward in weakness.
"Ivana," Adam Walker turned the car onto a less-traveled road, "what's wrong with you?"
Ivana Bennett took a breath and lifted her face.
"Uncle Walker, please stop the car up ahead!"
Adam Walker stopped the car, and Ivana Bennett pulled at the car door, but it didn't open.
The door was still locked.
"Ivana!" Adam Walker turned to her, "Tell Uncle what happened, what's going on with you and Lucas... Did you two have a fight?"
Ivana Bennett gently shook her head.
"Then what's the matter, weren't you two about to get married?"
Get married?!
Ivana Bennett's heart tightened again, and she raised her hand to shield her face.
"Uncle Walker, we... we can't get married."
