Novel & Cerita If He Had Been With Me Analysis

he said as he brushed past me. “I am not!” I called after him. “Okay,” he simply replied without even looking back. At that moment, I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me. I had been so stupid not to control my thoughts whenever I was with him.

He leaned back slightly, watching me. “How did they react?” “They underestimated me,” I said. “Then they didn’t.” He smiled faintly. “That sounds right.” I moved closer to the bed. “You should rest.” “I will,” he said. “In a minute.” He reached for my hand and pulled me closer until I sat on the edge of the bed. “You didn’t have to carry this alone,” he said quietly. “I wasn’t alone,” I replied. “Luca was there.” “That’s not what I meant.” I met his gaze.

“They’ll keep pushing.” “Yes.” Silence. Because now We both understood. This wasn’t going away. Not soon. Not easily. “I’m still leaving,” I said quietly. He looked at me. Long. Hard. Then “I’m coming with you.” I closed my eyes. Of course he was. Of course he wouldn’t let me do this alone. And that? That scared me more than anything else. Because now If I fell He would fall with me.

How could I handle all of this in a mature and calm manner when I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that he shouldn't have been here? He didn't fit in any of this. Hell, he should've dropped me off at the hospital, since he wanted to help me, and move on. But here he was. It was like I couldn't escape him. The harder I tried to put him away, the closer he got to me. His answer was, "I thought that part was clear already. But we don't have to get to that." "You could've left," I remarked. "You didn't even need to come with me."

He had done it. I was his now.

He is playing with me. And I had no choice but to play back.

“Why would you want to come with me?” He stepped closer again, slower this time, like he was giving me space to run even though I didn’t. “Because,” he said simply, “you’ll overthink yourself into stress if you’re alone.” I stared at him. That was… too accurate. “I don’t overthink.” He raised a brow. “…fine,” I muttered. “I overthink a little.” “Then I’m coming.” “That’s not how this works.” “It is today.” I sighed dramatically. “You’re impossible.”

"But I did." "You did." Finally, he looked at me, and whatever he'd kept locked behind that careful, deliberate calm for four years was simply gone, worn through, nothing left standing guard over it anymore. "I don't know how to do this part. The part where someone's actually *in* it with me instead of useful to me."

一 On second thought, now I will. I smiled at his comment, I had no idea he wasn't going to, and probably the reason he had just changed his mind was me and in a way that cheered me up as I wouldn't be alone 一 I would have the my friends there, but it wasn't the same thing as being with him, it was like it was more fun. I didn't know what was happening to me, but this didn't sit well with me, I didn't want to get hurt again.

“As you said, there is no reason to poke the bear and when we finish with our analysis and reach a conclusion, it will be communicated with you and brought forth t the next meeting.” I gave him a look and he mind linked me, telling me to focus on something pother than them. Well, it is fucking impossible to when they are right beside me. But I gave a curt nod, not ready for his bitching right now. He visibly relaxed when I said that.