Soon, my phone rang, which broke the silence. I put it on speaker and answered the call.
"Ms. Austin, this is the designated driver. I'm here at Paradise Karaoke Bar. Where are you?"
"I..."
My drowsy head suddenly cleared up for a moment. I looked up at once and met the familiar yet strange eyes in the rearview mirror.
I was in the wrong car!
I looked away in a panic. Through the car window, I saw someone holding up a phone and looking around at the door of Paradise Karaoke Bar.
I wanted to get out of the car, but in the next second, the door was locked, and I couldn't open it.
He doesn't want me to get out?
I tilted my head and looked at him with dissatisfaction.
"Wait."
After saying that, Shane got out of the car.
I didn't know what he said to the designated driver through the car window. He glanced in my direction and paid the driver with his phone. Then the driver left happily.
The car door slammed shut, and Shane was back in the car. I felt the chilly and desolate autumn breeze.
"Why won't you let me out? Why did you get rid of my designated driver?"
I asked discontentedly.
Shane tilted his head to look at me. For some reason, the corners of his eyes turned red.
What he said was very harsh.