Chapter 30

That night I was constantly crying, and I don't understand why everything that happened to him seemed to be my fault. Maybe if I had come earlier or if I had met him as we both discussed perhaps all this would not have happened to him. He wouldn't have been hurt, and we wouldn't be in the hospital now. I was sitting in the waiting area with my head bowed and stunned because I still couldn't believe what I witnessed, and I also couldn't stop not worrying about him as he almost died while I was holding his hands. After a while, Baste sat next to me and I heard his breathing heavily. He handed me a water bottle which I immediately accepted, but I didn't drink it, but I just stared at it. I remembered when I was eating at the convenience store and when I accidentally dropped the water I was holding at that moment as well as the cup I was holding when I was in the hospital and Carlo was with me. I didn't expect that it was a sign that something bad had happened to him. My whole thought is