Agustin's pov.....

I was stealing glances at her throughout our ride back home. Her eyes were fixed on the road in front, looking ahead. She was lost in deep thoughts, I think I know what she is thinking, the look of pure agony on her face give it away, she is reminded of the time when she came to me crying and devastated, pleading me to believe her....but I didn't.

My throat constricted painfully thinking about that day, like I have just swallowed thousands of sharp blades down ...