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The car was thick with silence and it was suffocating for me. Both men were not even saying anything as if they both agreed that talking was already a waste of their time.

To make it less awkward, I pretended to check my phone every now and then, waiting for Christy’s message.

When I left Kelly to her, I was already appeased that nothing would happen to my daughter. It’s just that… I always missed the feeling of being around her.

“I don’t want you casually holding me whenever you please. It makes my skin crawl.”

Staring at the rearview mirror and meeting Sebastian’s gaze, my brows furrowed in confusion. What was he talking about again?

“I beg your pardon, Mr. Holding?”

"I don't waste my time explaining what I just said. I thought you were not dumb," he snapped.

I folded my arms in front of my chest. "Well, if touching you offends you so much, I want to offer my apologies, Mr. Holding."

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