Whispers of a Second Chance
He opened the door with a flourish, his chivalry a subtle act of courtship.
"Such effortless charm," I quipped, a hint of sarcasm coloring my words as I slid into the passenger seat.
My destination revealed, his surprise was palpable. His eyebrows rose, a silent question hanging in the air.
"Are you certain about this?" he asked, his tone laced with doubt. My response was a sharp glare, a silent challenge.
"Yes," I snapped, my voice tight with barely controlled impatience. "Just drive." I turned my gaze to the passing scenery, the silence between us thick with unspoken tension.