Amelia's POV
"I thought Houston is less than one hour away," I mumbled to myself as he drove the car. "No one told me that many people would be going there on weekends," I sighed as we were literally moving like a turtle due to the heavy traffic.
"It is nearest to Galveston. When people of Galveston gets bored, they look for something that is near to explore. Houston happens to be one of their choices," He explained. "Don't worry about it. We are almost there," He reassured me when I didn't say anything in return.
Just like he had promised, he arrived at the lobby of my condominium sharp at eight in the morning. Despite my refusals, he insisted on having breakfast with me in one of the most renowned cafes in Galveston before starting our journey to Houston.
A sigh left my lips, and I
