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"You hardly ever keeps quiet more then 5 minutes." He said turning the wheels at corner.

"Humm" She replied back with a light sound only staring out of the window of her seat.

"What's wrong Silvi ? If you don't wants to go then why are you going?" He turned his sight towards her while still driving ahead.

"Please concentrate on driving. I don't want to miss the flight." She odered gesturing at road ahead of them.

"You know well that I can drive well even while involved in texting with you. Why are you behaving like this buddy? What's wrong?" He said helplessly pulling hairs back, from his forehead.

He looked back at her again, in expectation of some reply but she sat still in her place, next to him.

"Come on Silvi! Reply Damn it!" He said annoyed yet in much calm tone.

Yet there was no reply from her. He looked at her for few seconds then pulled breaks all sudden.

"Either you are going to answer my questions or none of us is going anywhere!" He announced with annoyance at her indifferent behaviour.

"Fine! You stay here as you can but I have a flight to board in an hour." She said fetching her shades from the dash-board.

"Damn it Silvi! I am damn serious! Answer me or I don't know, what I will do today." He grabbed her wrist tight before She could turn away to open the door of car.

"What do You want to listen Precious?" She replied back with same anger.

"Why are you leaving? When You know there is only a week left for my wedding?" He inquired still holding her wrist in mid of them.

"You know the answer. It's not about your wedding. I got transfer, it's not about my choice. It's my job, it's compulsion." She said snatching her hand back from his clutch.

He just took a deep breath closing his eyes and restarting the car, "I just can't understand why are you lying to me? What are you trying to hide?" He looked at her with a side glance to assure that she has not gone and continued, " You know what? I had a word with Martin about your transfers and this so called compulsion." He looked at her again to see the horror visible on her face.

"I guess you know what he must have told me!" He said exhaling the annoyance.

"What? I don't know, and why are you so bothered about it? It's fine. I have lived half of my life in this small town, roaming around the same places," she took a small pause as if her thoughts got blocked and added, "around same people."

"That's why you asked your Martin, your Boss to transfer you to New York branch?" He interrupted her words bluntly.

She looked at him in shock! And horror as if he had caught her red handed, assassinating someone!

"I... I just, I just needed it." She hardly stuttered .

"You needed what Silvi?" He pulled the breaks once again. And turned to her at his seat only

"I needed a change. I needed relief." She said looking away from him and quickly stepped out of the car.

"You needed change. You needed relief from whom Silvi? You used to love this small town, it's people, this place it's all was your life. You used to say that you were scared of big cities. You were scared to get lost if ever stepped out of this town! And now, all sudden, You want change! Why? How?" He quickly stepped out and reached her to hold her arm before She could collect her bag from the back seat.

"Leave me! I want to leave! Isn't it enough explanation for you." She tried to push him back but instead stumbled back herself.

He quickly held her shoulders to make her stand back properly.

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