We took the elevator and went down. I had to get inside Nicholas' car while he drove but I noticed that this was not the car he was driving last night. Memories from last night became even clearer in my head now. That night, I didn't hit a tree, it was Nicholas' car that took the hit. My car collided with his, or else I would have probably ended up dead. “Where is the car you drove last night?” I asked Nicholas and he looked at me. “What? You prefer that car to this?” He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He is deliberately acting like this and I know. Must he always take my words as a joke? “You know that is not what I am asking you,” I told him and he rubbed his temples before starting the car and he drove slowly towards the road. “Then what?” He asked me, his voice intimidating even without trying to. I didn't really know the best way to ask him because that would be me admitting that it was indeed him who came for my rescue. “Your car,” I said and fiddled, rubbing my
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