"Will you just state the reason for your visit, Gerard?" Jerlina didn't want to be arguing with him.
Was he always a d*ck? Did I fail to notice it? Or is it just the recent events made him anxious like this?
"Jer... " he let out a sigh seeing her unimpressed look. "I know... I am sorry for being like this... Ever since that day, I haven't stopped thinking about you and our... " he stepped closer.
Jerlina's throat went heavy seeing his clouded eyes. Gerard, who cares for his appearance and grooms himself well, was looking terrible with his stubble and his unironed shirt. His shoes weren't polished and he looked different from the man she once knew.
She knew...although she hated to admit it, and try to bury that thought... looking at him, she couldn't hide it.
She might have suffered alone, but the loss of their baby is for both of them to grieve.
