"He started coughing up blood and couldn't breathe. The cancer was too advanced, there was nothing we could do. Maybe if he'd come sooner..."
Callum wiped his tears. He couldn't listen anymore. He needed to be alone right now, but everyone was rushing him.
"Don't say if. It's in the past, there's no going back."
He sat down in the chair that was next to the bed. The doctor had left him alone. Callum looked at the empty bed, the sheets rumpled and soaked with his scent.
With every breath he took, he wanted to cry more and more. He wanted to bury his head in Daniel's chest and cry. He wanted to cry for days, wanted to cry himself to death.
He wanted to run his fingers through his thick dark hair and kiss her full lips. But there was nothing he could do about it.
He noticed the rose on the bedside table. It was a wilted, some would say hideous rose. But it meant such an important thing to the blonde boy. It was the bond between him and the green-eyed boy. Underneath the vase, he noticed, was a piece of paper. He reached for it and shoved it into his sweatshirt pocket.
He wouldn't read it now.
Not now.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Why do you care?
Novela Juvenil[ COMPLETE ] "It'll kill you someday." "I know." "Then why are you doing it?" "Why do you care so much?"
