Purple Summers watched him warily.
Nathaniel Summers discarded the butt of his cigarette and crushed it with the tip of his shoe, his tone indifferent, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. After all... you are my sister in name now, aren't you?"
Purple Summers pursed her lips, silent.
Living under the same roof, avoiding each other was not an option, even if facing each other was the last thing they wanted to do. Sooner or later, some matters had to be clarified.
Purple Summers got into Nathaniel Summers' car, aware that taking her to school was just a pretext. Nathaniel probably had more to say to her.
Yesterday, neither of them had been calm enough.
Nathaniel Summers started the car and took Purple Summers to school.
The journey was silent.
...
At the intersection, the car slowed to a stop at a red light.