On the way back, Emma drove in silence the entire way home.
Thomas stared at her for a long time. He let out a drawn-out sigh and said, “Sorry...”
Emma was taken aback for a moment. “Hm..?"
“Sorry. I promised you I would not pick a fight with the old man. I couldn't control myself today. It’s my fault.”
Emma laughed bitterly. Was there any meaning in saying this now?
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