"It's not your fault." Hope whispered out as she watched his eyes lock at the ground instead. He wasn't crying, instead, he had a very deep sad expression that quickly changed to confusion as he batted his eyes, trying to drive away the sleep once more. "There was no way escaping it."
"Yeah, even if you try to say things like that, it's still my fault." He chuckled out, glancing up at him. "I pretended to be fine for a while, mostly because I thought I felt her still walking around me as always. Then when it hit me that she's actually gone was after a long time. I kept imagining her that when my parents had to stop me from hallucinating, I got really... I don't know... I felt like I lost a part of me. But I remained the way I was not to worry everyone. I pretended to be alright. I haven't
