CHAP 25

"Here, have a drink," said Agustine while handing me a glass of water.

My mind was wondering in nowhere, but still I accepted the drink. We are now in the living area of ​​the house. I was sitting on the couch while he remained standing in front of me even after I took the glass from him. I took a sip. I can't look at him because my brain is still full of thoughts.

Later, I felt Agustine gently took the glass I was holding and put it on the center table. After that he sat next to me and gently took one of my hands. He let out a sigh as he gently massaged my hand.

"I will not ask if you are okay because obviously you are not," he said.

I knew he was looking at me but I kept my eyes on both of our hands.

"But can I ask what are you thinking right now? Would you mind sharing it with me?" Although he tried to hide the frustration in his voice, he did not succeed.

The edge of my lips rose a little. Slowly, I lifted my eyes and met his gaze. Concern, fear, and sadness. Those were the emotion