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.

helped him take one bite. " Atleast, I got this

for your legs. You don't

Now, show

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

look good compared to now. Do you have any pictures of my parents or Henry? They are the only

scrolled again and showed him, Henry. By the time, I helped him finish

Doesn't my parents care about me?"

like that, Xander. They are

are abroad, they could come here in

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

the last bite of the sandwich from my hand. I don't have any words to assure him.

wait. They will defiently come to see you soon." I

remember something," I gave my phone to him. He scrolled the posts of his photos with his left hand. Meanwhile, I left the

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, no, should I be the one to explain

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

a private moment on Instagram. Why did I do

Maybe you liked to tell everyone that she's your girlfriend. Don't

like it's myself. I'm nobody. That's how I see myself.

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

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

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

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