Cars passed by the roadside; it was just the start of winter, and the wind was strong, making it hard for her to open her eyes, but she saw clearly the pain in his eyes.
The cold wind made her ears ache. She never thought he would say such a thing.
Aiden Shaw stared at her, his hair disheveled by the wind, his cheeks and earlobes tinged red.
She reached out, pressed his wrist, and turned to walk toward the car.
He opened the car door and pushed her inside, not gently, but not roughly either.
He followed closely and sat in the car as well.
Tiana Thorne knew he was angry at her for pushing him to someone else, angry that she didn't trust him at all.
She took a deep breath and glanced at him: "Aiden Shaw, I'm not pushing her to you because she's dying."
He said nothing, just looked out the window.
The weather was unpredictable. The sky that had been clear earlier was now overcast with clouds, and it began to drizzle, mirroring his mood.
