CHAPTER 34 | Lost |

I don’t know how I consented. I just found my self sitting and seems lifeless inside a silent caffe. In front of me was the person I didn’t know if I wanted to see or not.

"How are you?" he asked me. I looked down at the frappe on our table. It hasn't moved yet because I also plan to sip there.

I almost laugh of what he asked. Is he serious about that question? Isn't the answer obvious yet? I felt like a mess and I'm living miserable because of you!

"I'm not okay," I looked at him to see his face. He looked...