Yvonne left the hospital in unease, about to hail a cab t o return home. It was late in the night, however, and cabs were a challenge to find. After over ten minutes o f waiting by the road, not even one had passed. Instead, she was freezing.
"Can't get a ride?" Shane’s airy chortle came from the back.
Rubbing her arms, Yvonne turned around. "Why are you here?"
"My shift is done. I saw you here, so I came to say hello," Shane replied and took off his jacket to pass it t o her.
Yvonne was surprised by his action. "What do you mean?"
"Aren't you cold? Put it on." Shane pushed the jacket over to her.
Yvonne waved dismissively. "No need, I'm not cold."
"Not cold? Your lips are turning purple. Just drape it o n. Don't catch a cold. Your health isn't like how it used to be anymore," Shane advised.
Yvonne did not reject, accepting and putting the jacket on after a two-second hesitation. "Thank you."
Shane was right. Her body was not in its previous state anymore. She would not know what to do if she were to catch a cold. She was pregnant now, and taking medication was not advisable.
Shane smiled when he saw Yvonne putting on the jacket obediently and made his offer, "Let's go. I’ll send you home."
"No thanks, I can head back myself. You must be tired from work. Go home and take a rest." Yvonne refused him.
Palming his forehead helplessly, Shane questioned," How are you going back? It’s not a good time to hail the cab now. Come on."
He went ahead.
Yvonne could only follow him.
In the car, Yvonne shrunk herself in the backseat without saying anything - it wasn't like she knew what to say. This was her first time riding in Shane's car and she was cautious about it.
Shane could see her being high-strung and let out a low chuckle. "I heard that it’s your birthday today?"
"Yesterday now," Yvonne replied softly.
The corner of Shane's mouth twitched. "Ah, look at m e, I’ve forgotten that it's the early morning of the second day now. I’m slightly late but happy birthday."
"Thank you." Yvonne cracked a genuine smile.
Espying her from the rearview mirror, Shane spoke," I’ve been meaning to ask. Did you buy the flowers
you’re holding?” "No." Yvonne shook her head. "A friend gave them to m e."
Elliot gifted them to her. She had taken the flowers with her when she left the hospital but left the cake for the nurses.
"Which friend is it?" Shane probed unnoticeably.
Yvonne averted her gaze. "Someone you don’t know."
"Does Henry know the person?”
"He... knows." Not that she dared tell Henry. He would be mad for sure.
Shane stroked his chin with a hand. "Henry knows the person hmm... Right, it's your birthday today. Did Henry gift you anything?"
"He gave me a cake." Yvonne smiled but it fell soon. She did not even get to cut the cake and he had left.
"That's not too bad. He actually gave you a cake. Anything else other than the cake?" Shane asked.
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