Amber could sense your intense gaze as she maintained her speed, being cautious all the while. However, she couldn't resist the urge.

There was this guy persistently flirting with you at the bar, even though she knew very well that you were not interested. His blatant disregard for her piercing stare triggered something within her. She desperately wanted to escape that situation. She didn't hold you responsible for anything, just consumed by jealousy. Or maybe she was afraid of losing you.

Amber had no clue where she was headed, speeding down the deserted roads in the dead of night. Her jaw clenched, her eyes reflecting a fierce glare, and her grip on the steering wheel remained firm.