Chapter 97

Perhaps Naomi was truly dog-tired or that she always came to her senses slowly, not to mention the fact that her slow reaction was exacerbated by her exhaustion. She stood still, dazed for a good few seconds. Scott got in the car and closed the door. As he started the engine, the headlights shone on Naomi's eyes. She had to block the lights with her hands and squint her eyes. He drove off, looking at her trying to block the lights from her eyes. He then turned the steering wheel. As the car passed her by, the lights were no longer on Naomi's face. She watched as Scott drove off into the night. She narrowed her eyes, still feeling a little dazed. Was Scott talking about the recent event? That must have been what he meant. Otherwise, what else would she contact him for? She had no other reasons for it. Naomi yawned and headed upstairs, terribly exhausted. She was fighting to stay awake. In the rearview mirror, Scott looked at Naomi standing under the moonlight, looking at him ca