car memory

I dreamt that I was on a road trip with RVB. It was exciting to be with him but something made me feel doubts, not sure what exactly. We came to a small European town and were going to find a hotel. We parked. He went to go get keys and so on. I got in the car to move it closer and pushed the wrong button. They car had memory buttons and all of a sudden it started going in a direction. I knew it was to his family, his new baby. I wanted to stop it so it wouldn't go, and I wanted to confront him as he said it wasn't an issue and didn't exist anymore for him. My stomach sunk but at the same time I was glad to find the truth sooner rather than later.