He is living alone in his apartment as he told me he never interested to share his room with anyone. He said he would like to have some privacy. But I thought he never shares whatever is rightfully his.
I snapped out of my surroundings when I saw Kayish coming to the living room; his hand held a first aid kit. Without other words, he just sat on my right side and tried to clean my brushed lips. I struggled to hold back my groan but flinched lightly when he applied some iodine.
We stayed silent for a moment and the air getting heavy for me.
"I'm sorry..." I mumbled in an attempt to make him talk to me. But he remained his silent treatment, and it hurt me more to witnessing him this way.
"Please say something." I cried and I felt tears are rolling down through my cheeks like a waterfall.