Emergency Brake

Hearing what the two passers-by had said, Kevin Kyle's hand stopped short on the door handle. He immediately looked towards Karen who was seated in the passenger seat. When he noticed that Karen Daly did not have any significant reaction, he slowly calmed down. "Kevin, what's wrong?" Karen asked worriedly. Today, Kevin was a little different from his usual self. She could feel it, but she couldn't pinpoint the difference. Perhaps it was Kevin's lack of focus today. When he was with her earlier, she could feel that he was thinking about something else. Usually, when Kevin was with her, he would give his full attention to her. But today, it didn't feel like that. Kevin was easily distracted today. Perhaps it was because of the work pressure at Rovio. Had he encountered some problems that he couldn't solve? Karen wanted to help, but she didn't know-how. "I'm fine." Kevin helped Karen fasten the seat belt, closed the door, and walked around the front of the car to his driver's seat. "Kevin