55.

Ariadne

I didn't understand why the damned car wouldn't start and Jeremy's paramania was giving an excruciating pain in the head and worse off, we were in the middle of nowhere!

“The network here is more than terrible.” He was chewing very loudly, and he continuously dabbed his forehead with a towel. Shouldn't he be tending to me?

“You are a son of a bitch!” I yanked the towel from him and went back to sit in the car. I reached for a bottle of water and drained the content, but I was not satisfied. I was damned thirsty and looking around me, I couldn't imagine what more a moor could look like if not what I was seeing.

Why would Caleb choose such a location of all places? I was more than angry, and I was feeling the urge to destroy.

“Hell!” I grabbed my phone and tossed it at the back seat, it was useless as it was. Jeremy was still walking in circles and making funny poses in a bid to click a good wave of network. The sun was sl