Sugar-

I just stared outside the window while I was beside Klint.

The aircon of the car was dead but I could still feel the cold air touching my face.

I was shocked. Why is it that the windshield is the one I hit?

I turned to Klint. He was serious as he drove and his hand held my thigh.

He looks tired and gaping but he is and will still deliver me.

"I'm sorry I broke your windshield," I said soon to break the silence.

A small smile fluttered at her lips and then a quick look was overwhelmed.

"The windshield, it is replaced. But you, no. So even...