69. He spoke!(part-13).

I went straight into Adam's room. I saw him still sitting on the bed in the same place and staring at the blank floor or the wall like his world ended. Previously, I left him thinking he needed to be alone and he needs time to think about it, but if that's what makes him weaker, and fragile to break down and loses himself in that constant pain and guilt.

I won't and I can't take it anymore. But, still, I can't make it rude or make him uncomfortable, he's on the edge to break and every wrong step will lead down to his breaking point. I slowly went towards him and sat on the edge of the bed in front of him.

"Adam," I called in a low soft tone. All his response was to come out of his trance and turn his head towards me.

"You had dinner?" I asked. He shook his head in response.

"You want to have it?" I asked with a small head tilt expecting him to speak. But all his reaction was shaking his head.

"Why?" I asked and he didn't res