Chapter 46

Eleanor

Jason walks us to his car, we get in, and as he is about to start the car, I grab his hand in mine. I tie my hands with one of his hands and place it on my lap. I use my free hand to draw smoothening patterns on his hand. I feel the tension in his hand reduce the more I continue to rub my finger on the back of his palm. I didn't think it would be good to drive angry. I feel his eyes on me. I lift mine from his hand and lock eyes with him.

"You are amazing," He says, staring at me with admiration in his eyes.

I just smile at him and ask him if he is feeling better.

"Yes, I am, thank you."

"That's good. Do you want to talk about it?" I want to know why he hates Alex, but I don't want to push him to tell me why.

"Sorry, I don't."

"You don't have to apologize. You can tell me whenever you are ready."

"Thank you again," Jason says, pecking my forehead. "Let's go. I am sure you are starving."

"You don't even know how much."