Don't push me away like you did before

I can't tell how long he drove until he reached a bridge, which I'd never seen. And for a moment, I recalled the words he said about selling me.

Could it be that he was telling the truth when he said those words?

My heart skipped a beat, and my palms got a bit sweaty.

I gulped as I tried not to show how nervous I was.

“Relax.” He glanced at me. “Your thoughts are too obvious. Do you think I will sell you when you don't look like you can fetch any money?” He pursed his lips.

I huffed in anger.

“It's okay. You don't have to appear like I killed you with my words. I didn't do that, did I?” He drove through the less busy bridge and turned to the right.

All my life, though I live in this city, I've never been to this place.

Miguel only drove half a mile before he turned the corner.

All around us were bushes. It doesn't even seem like this place was inhabited.

I glanced at my bag that housed my phone, and for the first time, I regretted not giving Star my number.

If I had done so, I wo