Chapter 83

My heart was throbbing for her.

Her tears kept on falling like her eyes were a broken faucet.

"No one ever said that there's an easy way,

When they're closing all their doors,

And they don't want you anymore,

This sounds funny, but I'll say it anyway,"

I brushed her tears away with my thumb. Her cheeks were so cold and delicate. I wonder if she ever felt fragile.

"Girl, I'll stay," I whispered then pulled her gently.

I caressed her hair while her head was resting on my chest. I can still hear her faint sobs but it's gradually fading away. We were in that position until her body relaxed, and now, I am supporting her weight alone.

I stared at her tear-stained, sleeping face. She still looks like an angel but something about her really seems off. She's somehow... she's somehow paler than usual.

My heart started to race the moment I realized that her body temperature isn't normal. I carried her then ran through the hallway on our way to the infirmary.

I sat next to her while she's asleep.