Theo held back his discomfort, giving a silent nod. He had a hunch about what was happening.
Ellinor looked at him with a hint of sympathy, asking, "Can you still drive? Or do you want me to take over?"
"No need." Theo restarted the car, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "You, backseat, now."
"Okay."
Ellinor understood why Theo had asked her to get out of the car suddenly, so she wasn't mad.
However, she didn't actually get out because the rain was coming down hard. She just hopped from the passenger seat to the back.
Just as she settled down, Theo raised the divider between the front and back seats, isolating them in two different spaces.
Although they were still in the same car, they were separated by a thin partition, close enough to hear each other's breathing.
Ellinor was in turmoil, knowing full well that Theo was struggling to keep his composure, unable to play it cool.
The rain was getting heavier, the roads flooded. It was too risky to keep driving, so Theo pulled into a motel on the outskirts.
The receptionist told them there was only one room left.
This put them in an awkward spot.
In normal circumstances, sharing a room with Theo wouldn't be an issue. After all, they had a similar arrangement back at the Blanchet family's place, one on the bed, the other on the couch, minding their own business.
But today, Theo had accidentally consumed something, and was grappling with an overpowering urge. What if he couldn't control himself...
Ellinor was still mulling it over when Theo said, "It's fine."
She gaped at him, on high alert.
Despite his pallor, Theo showed no emotion. He took the room key from the receptionist, then took her with him into the elevator.
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