What Are You Doing?

"Why do you have to come here?" James asked as he parked his car and looked at the building on the left. Zena put her hand against her head and said weakly, "Because I've been living here these days." "Didn't you go back home?" "No." Zena shook her head, "My parents think that I've disgraced them because the wedding of Xavier and I can't be held anymore. Moreover, I don't want to go back and let them tear into me every day." James nodded, "All right, you can go up." "You..." Zena glanced at him, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Do you want to go up... and sit down for a while?" "There's no need." "Alright, then I... will leave first. Today... thank you for sending me back." "..." Zena opened the car door. Before she could stand firm, she lost all her strength and fell to the ground. "Uh... " Seeing this, James's temple throbbed. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched the steering wheel heavily. He only wanted to curse Zena! He shouldn't have cared about her! He should have