I stood in front of the delivery room. I could only hear Poland's voice from outside. Kurt accompanied Poland inside. The anxiety and worry I felt had to be mixed with the awkward feeling of Axl standing beside me.
We are just silent since we are from Poland's apartment. It feels strange to me. I actually wanted to talk to Axl. I felt burdened and guilty too.
I had to wait for almost two hours and listen to Poland scream. Really, it made me uneasy.
"Sit down." The voice startled me. The voice of Axl, who was worried about me.
"No," I replied. "I'm too restless."
Axl grabbed my body softly, guiding me to sit down. Then he also sat down beside me.
"I'm anxious too, and this won't change anything. Poland has to go through this process," Axl said.
My eyes went to Axl's. But he feels far
