Change In Pressure

“Are you even sorry?” He asked, the authority now back in his voice.
“Remind me what I should be sorry for?” I replied, not quite finished with my little game.
“Almost getting yourself killed?” He replied, wasting no time.
“I didn’t-“ I began.
“You did!” He yelled furiously, cutting me off. My breath caught in my throat as I watched him in fear, all of my confidence draining from my body.
He snapped his mouth shut, turning back around and starting the car up. With that, our interaction was over just as quickly as it had begun. Taking off down the path, I was surprised he could see so well even with his headlights on. I couldn’t see anything past the small dock we had just been stood on, straining to look as we passed it.
Though it seemed that he could see everything, even in the dark.