FIFTY EIGHT

Third person’s Point of View

“You should be hungry”. The words left Calan’s lips quickly as he turned around and begun heading out.

He truly couldn’t explain how he was feeling at the moment, he couldn’t describe what it was that he had felt just now, it had been too much, too intense, it was something a man like him who despised hassles never wanted to feel again.

It was no secret that over the last two years he had forced Layla into a dark and quiet corner of his mind, that he had tried to move on with his life as though she had never been in it. He had gotten rid of almost everything that reminded him of her because the guilt he felt when thinking about her was always too much, too consuming.

HE wasn’t necessarily a good person and he hadn’t been the perfect lover to her, but she had been everything to him, she had been everything he wanted her to be, she had been loyal, patient, she had been caring and understanding, she had played the role of nurse more times than once, and h