Caleb
The day passed by quickly and it was already Tuesday.
Khloe was usually quiet as she drove us to the airport very early in the morning. Her face was neutral. I couldn't read her. She was showing no emotions at all.
Both of her hands were holding the steering wheel. I kept staring at them because I wanted to hold one of them.
I pursed my lips.
Why wasn't she saying anything?
My eyes followed her right hand as it let go of the steering wheel and turned the radio on. Music blasted through the speakers in the car as Maroon 5's Girl Like You, started playing.
As soon as the radio was on, her hand held the steering wheel again.
I sighed.
I wasn't used to this. I wasn't used to Khloe being so quiet. It was so unusual about her.
A few minutes had passed already and she still wasn'
