It was past midnight. Nathan had still not shown up because he had a late meeting. I told him that maybe he should just go home to his suite, but he insisted that he would like to stay with me tonight. He did not want to spend another night without me.
I wished he opted for the former, so I did not have to do it tonight. Then again, it would just be prolonging what I would eventually do anyway.
"This is unfair," I whispered in the air, hoping fate would finally listen. "Harry, I don't know what to do. If you are here, help me decide." Remembering the time that he intervened in the cemetery. I believed that Harry was the reason why we met at that moment.
The only answer I got was silence. Except for Blake's words. They were ringing in my ears. It was killing me.
