"Benjamin, you know what happened in the last two months, but let's say the last month?" James asked as he looked at him with the tiredness in his eyes, and his voice now was low like he just got angry, like all of this was fucking fueling him to crash the fuck out.
"I know, but–"
"No." James put up his finger, interrupting Benjamin and staring straight in his eyes, now his voice higher and more threatening. "You don't know. You can't sympathize. You can't understand the feeling, you know why?"
Benjamin now shook his head slowly, and even Mike got a little stiff in the front seat.
