ROSALINE

Who the hell does he think he is!? Thoughts flooded my head, none of which I could process because as I stared up ahead, my mother was the first person my eyes landed on. My jaw clenched, and I darted my eyes to his side, watching the blank expression on his face. And for a moment there, I was back to wanting to knock it off his face.

"Do you think you're helping me by doing this?" I asked in a rush, fumbling with the seatbelt. My fingers almost couldn't control themselves, and the cold air made me feel stiff. It was funny how one could share a beautiful...