Sammy's POV
"Samantha, are you okay?" Marco worriedly asked me as he continue on driving.
"Yeah… I’m fine." I said as my tears keep streaming down on my face.
"Are you sure? Can you tell me wat happened?" he asked again. He even take a look at me.
I shook my head.
"No. Ah… it’s nothing… I’m just tired, maybe.” I answered as I sob.
I heard him sighed.
"Alright, I won’t force you to tell me what happened or what is the reason why are you crying. But if you need someone to talk to or to cry on, I’m here.” He said in defeat.
I just gave him a lopsided smile.
***
I was calming myself down when I realized that the road we are taking is not the way to our residence.
"Marco, where are we going? This isn’t the way to our home?” I asked, full of confusion.
"You’ll see when we get there.
