Jules' pov
"Is Kim still alive?"
Blaze was laying in the bed, phone in hand and pillow laying across his face. He moved the pillow away and arched a brow my way. I was currently standing in the doorway of the bathroom and I shrugged when he kept staring at me.
"You care about him." He stated and I sighed as I closed the distance between us and sat at the edge of the bed.
I couldn't for the life of me understand why I still care about Kim. It was borderline ridiculous at this point.
"I just can't help it and I don't know why." I finally admitted after about a minute.
"I think it's the empath in you." Blaze finally announced as he rolled to his side.
"That's a bad trait to have, right?" I asked and Blaze snorted.
"I wouldn't know since I've never experienced that emotion before, you know?"
