29: Bold Stares

I didn't talk and continued walking. His reaction is still a big puzzle to me. Or maybe he just grew tired of my nonsense observations that he thought it was sickening. Or maybe he's thinking that I'm going crazy.

"If you would give me a ride, then you can't attend the ball. I think that's unfair in your part."

"How would that be unfair? I offered, Eve. I wasn't forced. It's my own will."

"But I'd feel guilty for it."

"Why would you? As what I've said, it's my own will. Besides, I had plans on buying some stuffs too."

I turned to him, giving him a smug look.

"And you would make me ride that big bike of yours? You saw what happened yesterday. I was almost smashed by a huge truck while I was on a cab. The percentage of risk is far greater when riding a motorcycle. Don't you know that?"

He smirked like what I'm worrying about was very laughable. He even bit his lower lip to suppress a