“ You've not been saying anything, Olly,” Laera muttered, her voice laced with uncertainty.

Her heart was racing. Her palms sweaty.

He hasn't said anything to her since they left the airport, and she has no idea what's going through his mind.

“ Are you okay? Should…Can I get you anything?” She asked again.

He let out a sigh.

And yet again, gave no response.

He turned to her, looked at her briefly before looking away.

“ Can you please talk to me? You've not been saying anything at…”

“ I don't know what to say or where to start from.” He mumbled, staring into space. “ Should I start...