Chapter 24
Chapter 24
Zack didn’t even hesitate. “Sure. I’ll come pick you up when you’re done. Look at my boss. He won’t leave you alone.”
Sophia thought back about how John looked. He was still aloof and stern when he talked, but from what she heard, he wouldn’t leave her alone. “I don’t need him.” She sneered.
Zack glanced at her and went back to his game, but he lamented, “Lying to yourself isn’t good.”
Sophia pursed her lips quietly, then she covered herself with the blanket, her mind in a mess. She didn’t know what she was focusing on, or to be exact, she had too many things to focus on. Every important detail flashed through her mind, but she could remember nothing. A while later, she turned and had her back facing Zack. “Close the door when you leave,” she said.
Zack couldn’t stay here, for it wasn’t appropriate for them to stay in a room alone. Now that Sophia could be discharged, she should be healing up and holding herself better now. Thus, Zack grunted and said nothing more.
Sophia drifted to sleep after a short while, and Zack left a while later. When midnight came, she woke up with a jolt. The room was empty, just like how she spent her nights before this. She was alone, waiting for someone who should return but didn’t. She slowly sat up, and the bedside lamp was still lit.
She looked at the time, and it was midnight, the time where everyone would get emotional, especially women. A moment later, she snapped the photo of her hand and posted it on her Facebook. The syringe wound was obvious in the photo that was coupled with a sentimental caption: The thing I used to fear most isn’t that scary once I got over it.
John wouldn’t see this post, so she wasn’t sure who it was for. Before he even unfriended her, John never did read her posts. After some serious contemplation, she lay back down. She tossed and turned, but Sophia couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t until the doctor came to make his rounds in the morning to tell her she could be discharged did she freshened up a little.
Zack didn’t come in the morning, but he ordered breakfast for her. After her injections were done, without waiting for Zack, she packed her things up and sat on the bed. There weren’t many things for her to pack anyway.
She looked ot the time, ond it wos midnight, the time where everyone would get emotionol, especiolly women. A moment loter, she snopped the photo of her hond ond posted it on her Focebook. The syringe wound wos obvious in the photo thot wos coupled with o sentimentol coption: The thing I used to feor most isn’t thot scory once I got over it.
John wouldn’t see this post, so she wosn’t sure who it wos for. Before he even unfriended her, John never did reod her posts. After some serious contemplotion, she loy bock down. She tossed ond turned, but Sophio couldn’t sleep. It wosn’t until the doctor come to moke his rounds in the morning to tell her she could be dischorged did she freshened up o little.
Zock didn’t come in the morning, but he ordered breokfost for her. After her injections were done, without woiting for Zock, she pocked her things up ond sot on the bed. There weren’t mony things for her to pock onywoy.
Zack arrived at around one, looking flustered. When he saw that Sophia was done, he quickly took her stuff. “Let’s go. I have business to settle, but I figured I should pick you up first before going to work.”
Sophia followed him out. “What happened? You look like you’re in a hurry.”
“Yeah.” Zack grunted. “There’s a conference at Infinity Group. Both the boss and I will be attending.”
She furrowed her brows. “I thought there’s a banquet tonight. Is it consecutive?” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
He nodded. “Yeah. We’re probably going there after the conference.”
She gave it some thought. “So you’ll be going with him tonight.”
He didn’t even hesitate before answering, “Yeah, of course I’m going. You’re fine now. During the banquet, there’s bound to be some people the boss needs to attend to. If I’m there, it will be easier on him.”
Sophia nodded meaningfully. “I see.” Then she smiled. “This is perfect, then.”
Zack didn’t stop to think what she meant by that. All he did was grunt.