I hesitated a bit whether I should ask him to come with me or not. I knew that he was busy with his work and Louis had already left yesterday. I was afraid he would think I was becoming dependent on him. I picked up my mobile phone and looked at it in my hands, trying to make up my mind once and for all. I took a breath to calm myself and texted him to ask if he was busy. My heart was pounding, and I was nervous waiting for his reply, the phone vibrated, and without hesitation, I opened the message.
"Why are you asking? Is something wrong? Are you fine?"
Seeing that he was sending hundreds of similar messages asking me if I was okay, I felt a little happy to notice that he cared about me.
"I'm fine. I was only asking."
I replied quickly. In this way, Louis wouldn't be alarmed. I didn't
