CLARA

The ride home was extremely tiring and quiet, after that argument with Roberto we hadn't said a single word to each other. I looked over at him, then looked away, I looked at him again and sucked in my breath.

"Roberto?"

"Clara, don't," He coldly said. "You have said enough."

"We can talk about this... "

"We have NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT!" I kept my lips in a thin line and trembled, the veins at his neck had popped out, and his voice boomed with annoyance and irritation. "Don't push it, you have done enough for just one night."

Smooth Clara really smooth.

I decided not to say anything...