บท 45: Delegates

I would say that the Fates were against me. The phone in my hand was closed to being crushed as I gripped onto it hard. I took a calming breath and another one just to make sure.

"Mavis, would you like one?" Luke offered me a pack of dried mangoes. I shook my head in refusal while keeping my smile in place. Luke has been feeding a silent Atlas, who was deeply staring at me, mind you. 

Luke has been feeding him the dried mangoes since we left the packhouse with his own hand. They're the perfect model for a sweet couple.

"Why are you two tagging along?" My smile wobbled in its place as I focused my eyes on the road again. The two made me look like their dang driver when they both chose to sit in the back of my own car.