He shifted gears and pulled out onto the road, and soon, the tension filled the car again. Merlyn looked over at him, studying the way he drove. He drove as rigidly as he looked. His hands were at ten and two on the steering wheel and he was trying hard not to cross the speed limit.

His black hair was parted perfectly to the side and scooped away from his forehead, enhancing the sternness of his gaze, despite the boyish charm of his bright, brown eyes. Merlyn could bet with anyone in the world that he hardly smiled in just the few minutes that they met. But if anyone could succeed in making him laugh his eyes would sparkle with joy like the crackers during new year.

The more silent he was, the more curious she became to know about him. 'So, who's waiting for you on the other end of this trip?" She asked but it was as good as talking to a wall. He flickered his gaze over towards her but

"What happened?" He looked at her with the same furrowed brow and got out of the car. The cool air passed by making his soft hair swerve with the breeze. There was a pull in her to run her fingers there and comb his hair back in place.

He opened the door of the bonnet and she stood behind seeing what had happened. "Damn it!" He muttered as negativity and irritation occupied him.

"What happened?" Merlyn asked him again and he looked at her as if her head popped off. Zipping up his leather jacket he walked a few steps ahead to find out the road was blocked with glaciers and ice. And shortly there was going to be a snow storm.

She could decipher he wasn't going to tell her anything. The cool wind blew over her making her fingers frigid and with pain. She quickly got back into the car.

Leaving her again in the car he walked to the other side and ten minutes later came back."There is a ty

For the amount of problems Merlyn suffered in the last six months, she hardly thought she would make it home.

Merlyn entered the California university through a merit scholarship. The college fees were taken care of under the scholarship program. But she had to cater for her boarding and lodging. Merlyn earned while writing notes to the physically challenged.

It was the last day when she was supposed to submit her assignment and she was running late. So she asked her roommate to deposit the money to the flat owner in the bank. But her roommate was a cheater and ran away with her money. The flat owner sent her an eviction notice. Merlyn did not have any other way. She had to pawn everything that was with her including her laptop to discharge the room rent.

Many of her friends called her roommate a betrayer who did drugs by stealing money from people but Merlyn did not believe any of th

He shifted gears and pulled out onto the road, and soon, the tension filled the car again. Merlyn looked over at him, studying the way he drove. He drove as rigidly as he looked. His hands were at ten and two on the steering wheel and he was trying hard not to cross the speed limit.

His black hair was parted perfectly to the side and scooped away from his forehead, enhancing the sternness of his gaze, despite the boyish charm of his bright, brown eyes. Merlyn could bet with anyone in the world that he hardly smiled in just the few minutes that they met. But if anyone could succeed in making him laugh his eyes would sparkle with joy like the crackers during new year.

The more silent he was, the more curious she became to know about him. 'So, who's waiting for you on the other end of this trip?" She asked but it was as good as talking to a wall. He flickered his gaze over towards her but didn't say a word.

'My aunt and uncle are waiting for me. They're excited. I always come home to t

Chapter 15