Chapter 84

Because I was embarrassed by what he was saying, I moved to the far end of the seat, squeezed in there, and let him talk. Wife his face. Is such a thing possible? All the women he fucks must be his future brides. If only my blood could be turned into soup, I would have done it because my head had been boiling for him. Despite the fact that he was on my side, he squeezed me simply to be near to me. I shoved him, but he nestled on my shoulder and feigned to sleep.

I put my hand on the window and covered my mouth with my palm to keep the weird smile from appearing. I stared out the window and let it strain my eyes and while watching the lights at night, I fell asleep without realizing it. I simply awoke with my head on his legs. I sprang up, turned around and then touched my face to see whether there was any saliva on it.

When I peeked out the window, the car was still running and we hadn't arrived. I believed I had gotten more sleep; I was still weary, but I was fight