"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

"Chatterbox, I swear to lord, if you don't answer me now…" He threatened with his  eyes slowly getting dilated and then he could hear a soft squelching sound from behind.

He turned around and there she was, who fell into the pit covered with ice. Her hair was covered with snow and face mixed with ice and water. She was asking his attention, hitting the ice covered soil with her elbow because her hands were tied up.

He released the air that he didn't know he was holding and scurried to her rescue before removing the cello tape covering her mouth and hands.

"How would I answer your call when you treat me like a prisoner and seal my lips and hands, you poker-face." She spat her words in fury at him.

"Do not call me that. You invited this to yourself. You keep on talking without a comma or full stop. I'm not ordained here to answer your questions.

Huch! There goes out a sneeze and anoth

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 tyre puncture because of icy roads and there is a problem with the engine too. I found out through goo

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