She said she wanted to keep the baby—he nodded and drove her straight to a hospital.

Plea through glass

Drew's eyes suddenly seemed softer as he tapped gently on the window, and there was a plea in his gaze that seemed almost painfully honest. "I just want to make it up to you," he said with a sincerity that didn't match his actions at all. This discrepancy hit me unexpectedly - a storm of contradictory feelings that touched and frustrated me at the same time. Was it possible that between all the lies and secrets, there was actually something real left?

A small crack in the defense

Curiosity finally got the better of me and I slid the window down a small crack. A breath of cool air flowed in, mixing with the heat of my troubled thoughts and causing my heart to skip a beat. His words came through this narrow gap - carefully, almost tentatively - like a timid offer of peace. But promises alone were no longer enough. "Why here? Why now?" I asked calmly, trying not to break the fragile thread between us. This moment felt so fragile that any wrong word could seal it again.