On the goal

Grace Miller

I could not understand why this man was trying to get close to me. He’s just annoying and not giving me enough time to be on my decisions. He never changed.

“I know you have a wife and so it’s better if you get home and be with her.” I said sarcastically while his eyes were on the road.

He chuckled insultingly. “Does it bother you that I have a wife?”

His face was serious and I could barely see the jaw was clenching. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes.

“I don’t like having an affair Mr. Krumpus.” I stated and let my eyes just focus at the window.

The thing of being with him was like having an energy that made me lurk more on him. I was not expecting that he was like this, and everything was like a show in the past. I looked at him but he did not answer, now I wasn’t sure if he really liked me or not.

As we arrived at the hospital silence was just around the corner of his car. Even though he wasn’t talking that much I could still feel his care on me. He opened the door a