Mag-log in“What happened?” Arzhel asked the moment I entered the room and leaned on the wall to breathe. I gulped and blinked. I smiled. “I need to use the bathroom,” I reasoned. Arzhel chuckled. “Don’t they have a bathroom there?” he joked. I already started walking to the bathroom. “I was already in
“I will visit him later after I feed you and give you your meds,” I said. He smiled. “Thank you,” he said and gave me his sweetest smile. “But what am I? A kid?” he joked. I pouted. “No, but you're injured,” I said. He laughed. I saw Veronica roll her eyes. “Anyway, what happened to the perso
I accompanied Stephanie to the door. Then I locked it to make sure no one could enter easily in case they wanted to harm us. I went back to Arzhel. I saw him smiling. I was wondering what he was smiling about. “Why did you lock it?” he asked, his voice was soft, but there was a hint of teasing in
I opened the door. The doctor and nurse were still beside Arzhel. I heard the doctor asking questions to Arzhel, then the doctor faced the nurse beside him and said some medical terms I didn’t understand. I looked at the woman beside me, she still looked worried. She looked only a little bit scare
“I just found out that he did this to Arzhel!” Veronica said. “B-but how?” I asked, confused. I checked my phone that was in my pocket. “I didn’t receive any calls from the police about him,” I said. But as soon as I said that, my phone rang. It was the New York police. Veronica and I looked
“I remember everything now.” I blinked once. The thing I’d been afraid of was now finally happening. “Y-you do?” I said. I myself was not even sure if it was a question or a statement. Arzhel looked at me. I tried to read him, if remembering everything made him mad or not. But I couldn’t read an
“I should have let myself cry and yearn more before, instead of distracting myself,” I whispered and sighed. If I did that, maybe my heart would automatically get tired and give up loving him. I stood up and went to Arriana’s room. I saw her still sleeping peacefully. It was Sunday so she didn’t h
I couldn’t think of any reason. I was not yet allowed to tell him the truth. I needed to give him the same reason I told him before. “He is my friend,” I said. Arzhel pressed his lips, then released a deep breath. He looked at me. His eyes were full of warning. “I will give you one last chance,
I slept in the visitor's bed in Arzhel’s hospital room. When I woke up, I heard Arzhel’s voice and another man’s voice. “I’m sorry, Mr. Arzhel, but we can’t discharge you yet.” I looked at them. It was the doctor. “Yes, you can. I’ll get a doctor to monitor me at home,” Arzhel said. There was aut
But then I did not know what Veronica told him. What if she fed him another reason and my answer would confuse him more? He was looking at me, waiting for what I was going to answer, so I felt pressured. “What did Veronica say?” I asked in a low tone. That question made me feel stupid. Imagine, I







