LIZ'S POV
He stayed with me for the next two days like he had said he would. He had no fresh change of clothes and there was no dryer for him to dry his clothes if ever he washed them.
On the third day, I figured he was not comfortable and I did not have the right to put him under such discomfort for my sake. He had to wear my sweatshirt, but there was nothing else for him to wear and he had to repeat the same denim he was wearing.
"Maybe you should go out and grab a few things to keep you more comfortable." I suggested but met with firm rejection.
"No. I said I'm not letting you out of my sight. Besides, I didn't say that I was uncomfortable." He had said.
I figured it was better I let him be so I crawled onto the mattress and drew my knees to my chest. I wondered what Amma must be
