Tanya's POV

I glanced at him, then focused on the road, feeling conflicted. A few minutes ago, he looked like he wanted nothing to do with me. To be honest, he looked like he wanted to avoid me at all costs. He couldn't even gaze at me or just look at me for more than a minute. I felt bad over his actions, but I chose not to show it or say anything.

But now, looking at him, he seemed very different and his voice sounded a little deeper. Not only was he not taking his eyes off of me, he ...