He was drunk last night straight from a drinking spree with his college friends.
And there she nagged him again, so much that he could not take it anymore. She treated him as if he were the worst man she ever met.
Now staring at her in the passenger seat, he tried to stay as calm as possible. He doesnt want his son to feel anything.He doesnt want to ruin his dream of perfect love, especially that he is in his teens. He has to be strong as a young man, not like him.
He broke off the long silence, faced Vianna and looked into her eyes.
"Let us try to work things out. I am sorry about last night. The words just came out but I never meant to ruin this family. Please understand."
Vianna didn't utter a single word. She remained staring blankly, as if they were not together.
What is keeping him so long? He asked himself. It has been 10 minutes and Thirdy has not gotten back.
(Swear It Again of Westlife plays in the car's stereo)
I'll never gonna say goodbye.
I'll never wanna see her cry.
I swore to share the join and the pain,
I swear it all over again.
Swear it again is not their theme song and yet the song is speaking to his heart... The melody is tearing his heart apart.
He was about to sing when Vianna turned off the radio.
What is wrong? He took the courage to talk to her. She just grinned and closed her eyes as if he was not saying anything.
Looking at her made him want take her into his arms. He knows she is mad. He knows she will hate him more but he had no choice. It has been 10 years since the last time.
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He took her lips and kissed her for the longest time.
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Then she slapped him.
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