"Good afternoon Sir, May I take you or ... der?"
My knees ached at the sight. Trembling lips I no longer knew what I would say next. The reason of this all. Tore myself and pushed myself into my limit just to lose myself. And now he's coming back? Like the first time I saw him, wearinga button-down white loong sleeve it was rolled up to his elbow. His watch glows on his wrist. His other hand was holding his black suit.
Nothing has changed in him, still. The only thing that have changed is when I met his eyes. Those deep dark eyes who used to stare at me, now has a hint of joy in it. I can see the tiredness here but the little smile that reflects on him still dominates me. Or am I losing myself?
"Levi,"
Did I say that? That you won't come back because I'll claim you even if yo
