Unread Massage

It's been an hour since Axe's eyes opened briefly, until now he's still faithful to his subconscious world. As always, Axe likes to keep me waiting. It's been three times since we've experienced something like this. Our relationship was never easy, always complicated.

I let out a tired breath. I shift my gaze to the nightstand for a moment. My black flat object now caught my attention. Instantly a name popped into my head. Edward! Yes, Edward. I'll call him and ask him to bring Axe a change of clothes.

Poor Axe, until now he's still wearing the same clothes we last spoke in the courtyard downstairs. It's also his fault for being so stubborn, I asked him to go back to the hotel and he kept waiting for me to end up sick like this. But the truth is that we were both at fault, if I could have forgiven him sooner. Maybe Axe would still be okay.

Never mind. Everything has happened. The most important thing now is for me to take care of him so he can get better soon.

I let