He rolled his eyes and it defined how aware he was about his physic. “Don’t think about anything”, he playfully poked my head gently. “You should rest”. He said trashing the pack of food.
I pouted at him and he let out a sigh. I looked at him carefully and noticed his dark circles. “You haven’t been sleeping?” I asked gently.
He kept the bouquet away and adjusted my bed. “I said you should rest, don’t think about me or anything “. It was like an order but I didn’t listen.
“Why haven’t you been sleeping? Were you scared I was going to die?”, I asked with a cracked voice and a watery eye.
He softened immediately. Slowly, he touched my hand. “You don’t have to cry, don’t do that”, he whispered. I nodded like a child and he wiped under my eyes.
“You were right. I was scared, the sigh
