ALEX’S POINT OF VIEW
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I couldn’t wait a second more because the tears that gathered in my eyes, and which I fought with all I’ve got not to let them fall in front of him, were fighting back, stubbornly wanting to fall and roll down my face, and I couldn’t have that, not in front of him.
Even though my fast heartbeats seem to want to break my eardrums, I can still hear the engine roaring behind me, and I pray and pray that I wouldn’t trip and fall because my entire body is numb, I can’t feel anything except pain, it’s like I’m floating on a cloud of pain.
With trembling hands, I try to ring the doorbell, but I don’t know if I did because by now all I hear is my heart breaking into small pieces.
“Oh, sweety... what happened?” The sympathetic
