As Harper saw him in so much anguish, her eyes turned sad again, “Are you not going to see her ever again?”

Silas fell silent. “I might be able to stop thinking about her if I don’t see her again. But if I do… will I lose my mind with jealousy?” He wondered.

He sat in the same spot for a long time before he slowly calmed himself and looked at Harper.

“Take care of yourself!”

He then pushed the wheelchair and headed towards the door. Seeing his fragile figure in the wheelchair, Harper felt bad for

him.

She chased after him and asked, “Will you answer my calls in...