He packs his car in front of me and opens the door from inside!.

"Get in!."

He waves at me, comfortably seated in his car, with his charming face, gazing at me.

"I hate you, Andrew!."

I tell myself.

turning my face away as if no one is speaking to me.

He reluctantly steps down the car.

"Come on, you aren't in the best conditions to do this!."

He seat by me

I keep quiet. Hoping to hear some apology if at all he is even thinking about it.

"Please, Let's get in!. Or just do this for the baby!."

He seriously tells me.

"As if you care about the...