Chapter Fifty-One: Car.
We are feeling awkward while we're having our breakfast. The food was tasty, he was the one who made it. Fried rice with the chicken adobo for breakfast. If it was just a typical day, maybe I was enjoying eating the breakfast I had but not this morning because of what happened last night.
After we finished our breakfast, without even talking, we packed up and get out of the house to go to work. While he's driving the car, I was tempted to talk to him. But every time I tried, I always ended up stopping myself. Because it's awkward and I don't want to make it worse.
“Are we okay?” he was the first one who talks.
I looked at him with relief. Because it was he who approached me first. “O-of course?”
“Is that an answer or a question that I need to answer too?”
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