Aria Lulu leaned wearily against the car seat.
The window was open, and the cold wind rushed in, causing the tear stains on her face to become dry and tight.
She looked at the brightly lit city and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I want to move out."
Rufus Swallow looked ahead, "For how many days?"
"I haven't decided."
"Do you think moving out will solve the problems between us?"
She shook her head and laughed lowly, "Don't lecture me, I don't want to hear it."
She shivered slightly, feeling a bit cold, and the man beside her threw a blanket over her.
"Running away won't solve anything, I thought you'd understand that."
"It's not about running away or not," she frowned, "it hurts so much to look at you, Rufus. I don't mind telling you my current state, my current mood. I just can't stay well by your side. Not even for three months, not even for three days."
Her tone was weary as she wrapped herself tighter in the thin blanket, whispering, "I want to move out for a bit."
