Chapter 44: The Letters (Darren)

P.O.V Darren

I grabbed the mug of coffee as soon as the waiter placed it on the table. I needed warmth. I was feeling so cold in this environment. I thought there might not be a lot of people in that little coffee shop. But to my surprise, it was filled with such a crowd that people had to stand against counters, chairs, and walls.

The more I looked around at them, the lonelier I felt. 'It isn't the time for me to feel this, or is it?' I wanted to read Lionel's letter in solitude. And I was at the wrong place, I couldn't be more sure... I sighed, sipping the coffee slowly. I wanted to get away soon, so I had to read it. What I didn't want was for the people around me to know how I felt.