(Author's POV)
"We are here~ …." Dion muttered as the car came to a stop, right in front of Myra's residence. He got out first, walked around, and opened the door for her like he had done this a thousand times.
Myra stepped out and thanked him, "Thank you for driving me back home and for everything else, Dion. Have a safe journey to Kimberg." She gave a habitual smile and, without waiting for his response, started walking towards the main door.
Dion pursed his lips, riveting his gaze on her retreating figure. 'Is she really not coming to Kimberg? Are we going to part ways just like that? Does she really not care about me leaving?' Several such thoughts popped up in his mind, but he had no answer for any of them.
