I sat next to Carlton, his eyes fixed on Alexander as he started his speech. My heart ached for him, but he kept pushing me away. Why couldn't he see that I was trying to help? That I cared?
I couldn't even focus on what Alexander was saying, all my focus was on Carlton, his pain, he was drowning in it and I wanted to be his lifeline.
It wasn't fair. I knew he was hurting, but so was I. I was hurting because he wouldn't let me in. Why couldn't he see that I was in love with him? That I wanted to help him through this? Why was he pushing me away when I knew he needed me most?
Carlton's eyes met mine and for a moment, we just stared at each other. After some seconds, I broke the contact, turning my gaze back to Alexander, who was still speaking. He was talking about George's legacy, about
