I sat in the back seat silently, looking at the scenery outside the window. Just like that day in the restaurant, the space was filled with Janet's laughter.
Whenever Janet was around, there would be no room for me to speak.
Cecil seemed a little apologetic. He turned his head slightly a few times and wanted to speak to me. But every time he finished speaking, Janet would interrupt.
Seeing this, I didn't say anything.
At that time, I just thought that Janet liked to be the center of attention as usual, and I didn't think much about it.
