31. Bad Idea

“Why are you here?”

Jude gives me a glance before looking back to the front. It’s about eight o’clock in the evening, and we’re stuck in traffic. We are only about twenty minutes away from our place, but with the crazy traffic, it could very well be a couple of hours before we make it back. It doesn’t help that it’s raining. “What?”

“That night I told you I would date Eli anyway, you said there wasn’t any space for me to fill in your life anymore. So, besides wanting closure, why are you here?”

His head turns towards me again. “Why are you suddenly asking about that?”

“We have to talk about it sometime, no?”

His attention goes back to the road as the cars in front of us begin moving. He rests one arm on the wheel as he drives forward, his other hand resting on his thigh.

“Do you know why you were my obsession?” he asks.

Well, I have a textbook idea, and that cannot compare to a personal explanation, can it?

I shake my head. “No.”

“You were my escape,” he says, his eyes still