Christopher sat in the garden as he stared at the sunset. He was painted orange by the color of the sky which made him seem even sadder and lonely. His hot tea had gone cold. Yet, it did not stop him from taking a sip.
His left hand curled into a ball as he clenched it so tightly his entire arm was trembling. It was as if he was suppressing something. A sense of emotion flashed past his eyes before it quickly disappeared into his dark eyes.
Monica had been standing behind him for a long time now. At last, she decided to approach him as she poured the tea in Christopher onto the grass and handed him a new cup of hot tea. “Don’t drink cold tea, it might affect your recovery.”
Christopher tilted his head and eyed Monica coldly. “I told you, don’t disturb me when I’m in the garden,” he said.
Monica frowned at Christopher’s words. He hasn’t been the nicest to me. Yet, he has never spoken to me in this way. I wonder what made him change? I don’t feel any sense of regret doing what I did in the past. I know I’ll find a way to break through the current situation as long as he’s by my side.
“Don’t be upset, okay? I’m merely worried about you,” Monica whispered as she tugged his sleeve. However, Christopher did not say a word but stared at her with coldness and sarcasm in his eyes. It was as if he was staring at a joke.
Monica staggered backward when her eyes met his. She felt so naked as Christopher’s piercing gaze seemed like it could look into her heart and thoughts.
Monica gritted her teeth as she stepped forward. She squatted down in front of Christopher and held his hand. “Chris, you know how I feel about you all this while. I don’t know if I could do what Ms. Tanner did for you, but I know I’d do the same for you in that situation. You’re my number one priority.”
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