If I can be honest, my response will be ' You hate me, Xander. We have never been close all these years.'

But I can't say anything about the past. My only option is to lie. I'm doing what's right.

" Well...I don't have your photos at all. I got it from Henry yesterday to make you remember. We know each other but not close, Xander." I told and I'm left without a reply. This conversation about us shouldn't continue.

" So, are you not hungry? Or do you want any other..." that's when I noticed why he isn't eating.

" I don't want to eat with my left hand. I guess you can take this. I don't feel hungry anymore.

" Oh, shit. Sorry. I forget your right arm was broken, not the left." I said, looking unsure what to do or say next.

" Yeah, it could have been my left." He tapped the table, looking at the dustbin.

" You are not throwing it away. Are you?"

" I...if you want, you can eat."

" No. That's not what I meant. You can't stop eating just because you're right arms broken..."

" I could feed you if it's okay..." I hesitated to finish the sentence.

" Um...I don't want some unknown nurse to feed me until I'm better. So, you could help me." He looked uncertain but agreed.

take one bite. " Atleast, I got this

grateful for your

to imagine. Now, show

all I had on my phone. But I could show him his Instagram account. But he doesn't have this

good compared to now. Do you have any pictures of

I don't have your parents picture but I got Henry's photo." I scrolled again

Why aren't they here? Doesn't my parents care about me?" Suddenly

Xander. They are aborad. It may take

Even if they are abroad, they could

will visit you in a

feels like they will visit me once I get better." He said taking the last bite of the sandwich from my hand. I don't have any words to assure

defiently come to see you soon."

tell me if you remember something," I gave my phone to him. He scrolled the posts of his

Who is this? Why did I post something like this?" Xander asked me when I came back. I looked at the picture, where Xander is kissing Veronica. Oh,

" It's...it's your girlfriend,"

it? I still can't recollect anything. But I don't like to post a private moment on Instagram. Why did I do that? " He turned off the phone and give it back

tell everyone that

it's myself. I'm nobody. That's

not sure. I don't really know about your

she contacted me? Does she know that I'm admitted here," he asked without

her.

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