[Alex's perspective]
I just got into a fight, as if I had experienced everything, and suddenly I didn't know which way to go.
If I left Charlie, I don’t even have a home. I want to see him again, even if it's just a glance.
"Just let it be... his career is at its peak... I ... will drag him down ..."
The statement was intermittent, and I didn't hear it very well.
"What will you do?" It's Mary's voice."... stay away from him ... he is now ..."
"You won't believe it."
"What?"
"Charlie, he must have something to hide from me."
"Why sigh, shouldn't you be happy to get rid of me?"
The sudden opening of the door interrupted my train of thought.
My load pushed aside the wards, pretending to visit the patient without letting him see my face.
"Why? Is it hard for you and him to do so."
