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.

I got this

grateful for your legs. You don't need a

That's terrible to imagine. Now,

That's all I had on my phone. But I could show him his Instagram account. But he doesn't have this phone. It was already got smashed

Do you have any pictures of my parents or Henry? They

but I got Henry's photo." I scrolled

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

that, Xander. They are aborad. It may take

Even if they are abroad, they could come

But Henry said they will visit you in a week." I told the

last bite of the sandwich from my hand.

come to

This is your account. Look into your posts and tell me if you remember something," I gave my phone to him. He scrolled the posts of his photos with his left hand. Meanwhile, I left the table to

back. I looked

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

But I don't like to post a private moment on Instagram. Why did I do that?

to tell everyone that she's

all, I don't feel like it's myself. I'm nobody. That's how I

than five years I guess. I'm not sure. I don't really know about your relationship." I answered. I hate to

that I'm admitted here," he

known by now. Henry would have told her. Can we go back to

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