Chapter 82

"You know how much I hate it when you make me wait for you to say the next words. It makes me fucking anxious, Khein," I said through gritted teeth. Through my narrowed gaze, I gave him my deadliest glare.

He gulped. There was a thick tension between us, an unspoken thought that seems to be suffocating us to death. I was mad at him. I was mad because how dare him get into my life again after I practically pushed him away and flew across the country so that I could avoid him. How dare him to come and see me when the sole reason why I avoided him in the very first place is because I thought it would be the best for us.

I cared for him, genuinely. So if leaving him is the only possible way to save him from his tragic end, then so be it. I no longer care about myself, about my feelings towards him. Because if I truly care, then I wouldn't hesitate to leave. Then so I did.

However, what's even the difference between leaving him and trying to save him if he himself had a death wish? I feel l