He used to hate her

Chapter 16

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

and you should be grateful for your legs.

Now, show me

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

any pictures of my parents

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

they here? Doesn't my

Don't think like that, Xander. They are aborad.

could come here

said they will visit you

get better." 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

come to see you soon."

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 throw

is this? Why did I post something like this?" Xander asked me when I came back. I looked at the

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

a private moment on Instagram. Why did I do that? " He turned off the phone and give it back

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

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

She's been 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 who betrayed me. Maybe Henry should answer

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

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

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