62. Intentions

Christian.

I was sitting down on a stool in front of Kevin's bed. He was lying on his hospital bed.

My right hand constantly goes up to stroke his hair.

Salvador was sitting on the chair that was close to the door and eating the food that Lucy had brought.

I hadn't expected her to be this thoughtful and brought food all the way to the hospital. I hadn't expected her to come.

I wanted her to stay here with me. The sight of her was pleasing.

This has been happening for the past few days.

I always want her around me. However, there is always this thing in me that would tell me to fuck up everything and just let her be.

Cindy would keep flooding in my head. I always feel like she would end up like Cindy, given the fact that she has been engaging herself with Cyrus recently and the other guy who had come right into my house for her.

I blame myself for talking to her the way I did before she angrily left.

I shouldn’t have said all that to her, but we all were present when al