Novel & Cerita James 1 2 3 Niv

Calla's POV The past three days felt still like balancing on a one foot while standing on the edge of a mountain. I felt like I would free fall if I moved too much-- like I would break apartif I landed-- if I hear his name. 'James.' James,was many things. Some versions I missed,some I may never know but he wasn't a bad guy and that was the only conviction I held onto. ' To stay as long as he tried to be better.' just like my mum said. I loved James,more than I had ever loved any man. It came like a soft breeze on a summer evening at first,then all at once like rain.

James walked around the desk and took his seat, the man looked towards the three men standing behind us and when his eyes landed on Sebastian, I thought I saw something. James didn't speak. He studied the man from op to toe, locking his eyes with his. James' eyebrows furrowed and I could tell that he saw the same thing I did, nothing. ”Who are you?” James asked while looking suspiciously at the man. Even he was met with silence. However, I and James deal with silence in different ways. Where I may be patient and understanding, my brother is not. ”If you can't speak then I can't help you. So either talk or scribble it down on paper. If neither of those work for you then-”