ANGELINA POV:
"Why didn't you let me die?"
I stared at him with tears continuously flowing from my eyes. I didn't bother to wipe them off or anything. My head felt heavy and my eyelids were shutting on their own but I kept them open. I wanted to know why he didn't run himself and save his life.
"Why didn't you?" I whispered lowering my gaze.
"I couldn't leave you there. You were my patient and I couldn't leave you there to die," he answered.
"You could leave me there," I muttered.
"But I didn't."
We both stayed silent, not uttering a word to each other. I didn't know what to say so I kept staring at my fingers and I guess he was waiting for me to ask something.
My mind didn't wander off to all the things that had happened, nor did it think about the guy I fell in love with, in fact, it was blank. My thoughts were blank, and so was my heart. Empty, void of any emotions it could ever have experienced.
"Angelina?"
