17 First snow of the winter's

“What should I do...I'm embarrassed to death,” I said with a sigh.

“Why do I care, it’s not that we're important to each other,” I continued.

“Yes correct I shouldn’t be embarrassed.”

“Or should I say…, It was a mistake,” I kept murmuring.

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“We’ve a meeting regarding the France schedule,” Noah said, approaching me as we were done packing up.

“I’m tired, you can attend,” I said, opening the door of the car.

“But,”

“Good night,” I said, cutting him off and slammed the door after me.

As I reached in front of Sara's house I hit the break in my high speed car. There was no light in the house, it was even darker than night.

"Is she still not home?” I murmured, as I slid the window of my car down.

“I’ll just go and tell her, it was just….,” I thought, with a sigh and opened the car’s door to move out.

The dark nights turned into a white shower.

“The first snow,” I said looking upward.