They ride was quiet, no one said a word. She could literally hear him breath, calmly but yet so patterned.
When she came back down with the dress she had worn the previous day, she looked her over for quite sometime and looked lost for a moment or so she thought before he disappeared into his room and brought out a shirt and pair of slacks for her.
"What I have is Grace's, you wouldn't want to wear that" he had said to her.
She collected the clothes from me hurriedly and that gave him the answer, of course she didn't want to wear Grace's stuff.
She had looked at him intently since then, the picture she had in mind wasn't what had happened.
Of course, it wasn't like she had expected breakfast in bed or a very warm treated when she had woken up, infact her initial plan was to run away
