Nathalie Wrights's P. O. V.The next morning, I found myself in Kyrie's car and we were both silent while he's driving on our way to my house. As much as I want to go to work today, I know that I can't because my head's still throbbing due to a hangover. It's a good thing that Kyrie forced me to let him to send me home this morning, otherwise, I probably won't make it there without battling my hangover.Logan had already given me something to drink, but I think the medicine hasn't done its job yet.When Kyrie's car parked in front of my house, I leaned back to where I was sitting before I took a deep breath. "T-Thank you.." I said, but Kyrie didn't say anything.I wanted to look at him to see his reaction, but the cold atmosphere around us was just too much for me to take so I ended up getting out of the car. After I closed the door, Kyrie immediately drove away in a harsh manner. I sighed while watching his car, he didn't even bid goodbye to me and just left. Well, as if I want one.
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