let me go

LESLIE'S POV Adrian let me go after pressing a kiss to my hair. I joined Wade in the car and I didn't fail to notice how he gkared at Adrian while he got the door for me. Neither of us said a word, just sitting in the car, quietly. It wasn't the peaceful kind of quiet. It was uncomfortable and almost like torture. I wanted to bring up how he was acting. How confusing he was for me. Wade drove with both hands on the steering wheel. His knuckles were white and he acted like if he loosened his grip even slightly, something terrible would happen. His jaw was clenched and his lips were pulled into a straight line. His brow was slightly furrowed and I wondered if he was thinking about this the same way I was. The lights from the street lamps shone on his face in brief flashes as we drove past. I sat in the passenger seat, clutching my phone in my lap and just staring at the road ahead. “You know, you really didn’t have to do that,” I said, when it felt like the silence was deafenin