The Apartment for Two (9)

I said, “Time passed, the girl finally woke up, but the girl did not want to see anyone, not even her best friend. Sometime later, she committed suicide.”

It was a bitter ending. I had a lot of time without saying what happened out loud, and guilt had been eating me during all these years. The friend of that trash man was no one else than Wylty. He, just like me, felt a pang of terrible guilt for not being able to act as we had to.

Since then, I have only decided to isolate myself, and I did not want to be with any girl. After all, if I’m alone, I have no responsibility to anyone, I thought.

Suddenly I could feel how Malorie’s arms surrounded me, and she was hugging me with strength. I could hear her as if we were at a distance. “Me telling you my nonsense and you here.” I could feel how she touched my chest with her hands. “Suffering quietly.”

I took her hand in an excellent way and thanked her. She wiped a