"How can I go if you don't help me?" She forbore to speak.

I held her up and went downstairs. Although I held her up, she pulled me forward to the parking lot.

"I can't drive." I said.

"Did I say I opened it for you? Are you qualified to drive my car?! She sneered.

My anger ignited and I put my sunglasses on her face and said, "Goodbye!"

Turn around and go. After a few steps, she looks behind me through the window of the car parked in front of me. She leans against the car and seems to have lost half her strength. My heart was soft and...