SEVENTEEN

As time passed, Gemma was discharged and finally returned to her apartment. She opened the door, and things were still how she had left them. She had so much to do, cleaning, throwing things away, she had a lot. She picked a picture of her and Juan from the ground, staring at it, but instead, she thought of him, Isaac. She had rejected his proposal, and ever since then, she had only seen him once, when he came to say goodbye to her.

"Date me," He said, "I promise to treat you better and love you," He continued. Time stopped for a moment in Gemma's world. She wished, as it stopped, she could plant a kiss on his lips, but she wanted to make a run for it.

"No," Gemma said, just like she thought she was running from him, running from anything relationship.

"Oh," Isaac murmured, licking his lips.

"I can't date you," she replied. Isaac looked away. He did expect that Gemma was still in love with Juan.

Isaac raised his brows at her, smiling awkwardly. For a moment, he wondered what