The Passenger Seat Scandal

Summary

After I actively made up with her, I saw a box of ultra-thin 001 condoms in the passenger seat of Sylvia's car.

I silently put it away for her, didn't ask, didn't make a scene.

Sylvia looked at me with complex eyes and actively explained:

"Check again, the whole box is there. We ran out at home."

I hummed, leaning against the uncomfortable seat, feigning sleep.

Until she parked the car by the road, her tone softening:

"Let's buy some supplements. We'll go back to your home for New Year's Eve to see Mom."

I couldn't hold back the tears in the end, turning my back to her.