Chapter 10
“I don’t want it!” I yelled.
+25 BONUS
Callum looked like he still had something to say, but I didn’t want to see him, didn’t want to hear another word.
I pulled the blanket over my head, covered my ears, and shut everything out. Whatever he said after that, I didn’t hear.
Eventually, he gave up and left the hospital room.
Only after the silence had settled back in did Samuel return. He gave a small laugh. “He looked pretty pathetic walking out of here–completely crushed.”
“Did he?” My voice was cool, detached, though under the blanket, my hand pressed against my chest.
If this had happened in the past, I would’ve been devastated, aching for him in ways I couldn’t control. But now? Now I just
felt relief relief that I no longer had to waste my breath saying things he never really heard.
Samuel picked up on my mood and didn’t press. He changed the subject naturally, talking about my art.
He said he’d start organizing a solo exhibition for me in Valmonde. Then once I finished my studies next year, we could
arrange one back home.
