Kazimir.
My hand held the door of her apartment for a second, then I held it, and pushed it open slowly, I walked into the room, and it was dark, the lights weren’t turned on.
“June?” I called and glanced around.
I turned the lights on in the hallway and walked down to her room. The food on the dining table looked untouched, as if it was ordered and she didn’t bother to touch it or take it.
I opened the door to her room and found her, seated on the floor beside the bed, her legs curled up to her chest.
“Hey, come here.” I lowered myself down before her, and pulled her up from the floor into my arms, to the bed, and lay next to her.
“You shouldn’t be acting this way.”
“I don’t know what to do.”
“I will handle it.”
She buried her head against my chest. I love the feel of her
