“Do you feel a bit better?” He asked me on phone . He he drove me home quietly two days ago when I broke down and ever since he had been more caring. I was grateful for his presence.
“He can’t know.” I said calmly.
“Who?. Leo?”
“No. Stan”
I made a decision, one that felt like a weight was settling onto my shoulders. I would carry this secret alone, at least for now.
“Oh, but-“
“He is having his final admission exams soon. I can’t do that to him”
“It’s not your fault though, I believe-“
“It will affect him. Promise me, you won’t tell him” I pleaded.
“Alright.”
“I’m here if you need me” he added as I extended my gratitude
I hung up the phone, feeling numb and disoriented.
That’s what Leonard said also, yet I couldn’t bring myself to seek him out for consolation. He hadn’t come t
