The rest of the week went by with no incidents. Rai didn't let me go whatever we did. We became romantic again, even way more romantic than before he went back to the US. Damian sometimes looked at us with jealousy, but he quickly looked away in case Rai noticed. But when Rai wasn't looking, he looked at me longingly. Other than that, the relationships between the three of us were exactly the same as usual.
The first incident occurred one night while we were having dinner. Damian was joking around with me, while Rai was quiet, quieter than the usual Rai. He didn't even really eat his dinner; he was just moving it around.
I noticed and asked, “Rai, are you okay? You haven't touched your dinner yet.”
Rai looked at me, smiled, and said he didn’t feel like eating.
That was when blood came out of his nose, a lot of it.
“Rai, you have a nosebleed!” I was frantic, going to his side.
Damian stood up fast and went to Rai, giving him tissue papers.
