I asked him that question because I have never seen someone coming through for me the way he did. He took big risks, changes, and costs. I was empty back in New York. I just had myself and no money. He came through for me. I did not want to feel like he was doing everything out of pity. I have never done anything cool for him. Maybe I would have assumed he was returning the favor I did for him back then.
"Why should you ask such a question?" He was confused.
"I am asking because I'm badly curious, I want to know why."? I sat facing the direction he was standing. He started walking towards me. I felt nervous, we are living together but still live apart. Seeing him walking closer to me made my heart race.
" Alysa, look at me." I was having a rollercoaster ride in my head and stomach. I could not look at him. I was trying to figure out why it was hard.
"Ain't you gonna look at me?" He repeated himself.
