After the event, Lucas has insisted so much on taking me home, so I had no choice but to accept. While he drives, I prefer to be silent because I have nothing to say. I choose to ignore him and pretend that I am alone; apparently, he has another idea.

"Can I ask you something?" Lucas speaks, making me look at him.

"I think you already did, so keep talking," I reply coldly.

I don't know how to act with him. I feel like my only defense mechanism is being cold. I dread forgetting what he has done to me. I don't want his deep blue gaze to win me...