Xavier POV
It's been a month since that happened but I was left mess. My life has never been the same like it was before. I went to work and after work I went to club where I meet different girls. But what puzzled me is that every time I had sex with a girl her face is the only thing I can see. I always chant her name when I had sex with other girls. It's too frustrating!
Right now I'm having internal battle with my self whether I will go the hospital to see her or not!
What if she doesn't what to see me again? I call her few times after that night but she never returned my call or not even bother to message me.
I stood up and took my jacket that hanging in my chair. Whatever even if she doesn't like to see or not. Hell I care I always do what I like and no one can stop me.