chapter nineteen

Silvia’s Pov

Inhaling sharply, I raised my hand and knocked on the familiar white door softly. I don’t know what I was doing at Gerald’s place at the tenth hour of the evening, but it was one of those very few things I did that I just could not explain. Maybe it had something to do with the other night when he showed up at my apartment. The way he looked at me, it hurt. I tried texting him several times but he wouldn’t pick up; he wasn’t in school either, so here I was again. Making sure he was okay.

The door flew open, and I was met with a pair of deep blue orbs, but what surprised me was the redness at the corners. His hair was a mess, and he seemed to have more bruises than the last time I saw him. "Are you by any chance an underground boxer?" is what I found myself asking.

"Something like that," he chuckled as his lips lifted slightly. There was a brief pause between us. The silence was not awkward, but it wasn’t exactly comforting either.

"Uh, you came to my apartment wanting to