Hale waited by his car as early as half past six, helping Ebony arrange her bags and things neatly at the trunk of his car. It was a Sunday morning, already cold and unpleasant. Hale had one thought that has been bothering him all night.
How in the hell did he ruin it like Rayven claimed that night? How could he be the reason she said no? They were just best friends. How special could she be to him?And why say no because of him?
Or is there more to this?
He straightened up when she arrived with her final luggage, holding her fur ball in her hand, as he was still sleeping. He offered to hold Mr. cuddle Bubbles while she put the bag inside the trunk with the rest of her things. Hale pressed the little button and the door to the trunk closed at its pace automatically.
