My eyes are wide open the whole night. I didn't try to touch the cellphone again, afraid I would be able to answer whoever would call there again. Thousands of thoughts are occupying my mind, even reading a book is not able to put my system to sleep.
I stared at the cellphone in bed as if it could answer all the questions in my mind. Did he lie to me? That woman's voice said they're waiting for him. I don't know where or when but the background noise was giving me a lot of possibilities. Is that what I see on television? Bar? Party? I don't know! Should I tell him? Should I ask him? No! I don't want him to think I'm interfering with his life decisions.
Who am I to interfere with his plans and decisions in life? This is probably his life before I came in, so I can't mess with that.
