ANDREW'S POV
I drove as fast as I could to get back to my apartment. I am worried about Sarah, what if she can barely breathe again because of crying? I deeply sighed.
When I arrived, I ran fast towards the door to open and walked straight to her room. I saw her still lying down on the bed with her full body covered with a duvet. I slowly walked closer to her and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Little sweet," I called her, but she didn't move a bit.
"Why are you crying, huh?" I asked, but she stays still or maybe just trying to ignore me.
I crawled up to the bed and lay beside her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me, with her back facing me.
"Hey," I whispered to her as I was sniffing her hair gently, I could feel my body energizing just by doing so.
'She'
