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.

got

Yeah, and you should be grateful for your legs.

Now, show me my photos,

his photos when he was a high school student. 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

look good compared to now. Do you have any pictures of

Henry's photo." I scrolled again and showed

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

are aborad. It may take time

if they are abroad, they could come

can. But Henry said they will visit you in

He said taking the last bite of the sandwich from my hand. I don't have any words to assure him. I feel like he's right. I don't want to blame them but their business seems important more than

We can wait. They will defiently come to see you soon." I said, opening

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

I came back. I looked at the picture,

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

like to post a private moment on Instagram. Why did I do that? " He turned off

tell everyone that she's your girlfriend.

I'm nobody. That's how I see myself. So, what's her

really know about your relationship." I

why hasn't she contacted me? Does she know that I'm admitted here," he asked without

have told her. Can we go back to the room? You

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