Can't be able to hate him

I went upstairs, not caring how awkward it must be for the two. As I was about to enter my room, I saw my reflection in one of the mirrors and grimaced at myself. I look like shit. No kidding, I had panda eyes from all the crying and my hair was fuzzy. I have to give credit to Samuel for not saying anything. I quickly took a shower and joined them. Surprisingly, Samuel and Analia were getting along perfectly. After some time, Samuel decided to go home.

"Isn't he just beautiful?" Analia muttered dreamily when he left, and I just laughed.

She asked me about my night, and I told her everything. We never hid anything from each other back there in high school, so why now? Let's say she didn't take it in a good way. It took me one hour to explain that I was really fine and to make her get rid of the baseball she had in her hands.

As I rested on my bed, I couldn't help but think about what Samuel told me. He said he had been through a lot, and I could tell by the way he would switch his mood