12: Thanks darling!

The drive to the aquarium tower is a more of a silent one. All along the journey, my mind is restless with thoughts after thought of Rowan and how disappointed he’d be that I failed to show up.

I’m totally pissed at myself and more pissed at the bastaed on the steering. If he didn’t show up, I’d be on my way to the Castro Lucille by now.

We’re less than a meter away from the entrance of the tower now. As usual, you can see from the distance the myriads of people swarming the area.

It’s an everyday thing.

The tower was built as a tourist attraction, but it turns out that even the locals haven’t toured it enough.

Liam gets two tickets and pays for a parking spot before he drives in to find a space at the parking lot.

He quickly climbs down and hurries over to my side to get the door for me.

“Thanks, darling.” I force on a smile.

We hold hands and walk in through the main door.

Liam’s hands are rough and strong, should be offering me a sense of comfort and safety. Instead, I’m filled wit