-=Yesha's Point of View=-

　　We finally left the hotel, and he dragged me to his car, which was parked at the hotel's entrance.

　　I didn't dare to tell him about my motorcycle, so I sat in the passenger seat while he took the wheel.

　　He kept his mouth shut as he started the motor, and even though we were already on the road,?

　　The silence between us is killing me; even though he isn't saying anything, I can feel the rage pouring from his body and how his body trembles.

　　I can't blame him if he was upset with me, but I hope he knows that I did it for...