Avon's POV
I don't know how should I respond to his words but instead of feeling happy, the pain crept into my whole system.
I let out an awkward smile and then looked away.
"Let's go back to our room?" I asked after a while trying my best to escape the situation.
I looked at Jeremiah once again. He stared at my face intently before uttering a word.
"Sure," he responded then flashed a faint smile. I nod my head then placed myself behind him and carefully held the handle of his wheelchair.
I started pushing his wheelchair toward our room and when we reached it I opened the door for him then we stepped inside the room.
"Do you want to eat something?" I asked while fixing some of my things inside our room.
"I'm still full," he responded so I nod my head and after a while sat at the ed
