Chapter 22
Calvin Enzo POV
HERE we are at the park where Nel and I played with the skateboard last time, when we tried to... You know, when I acted like an i***t. Nah! Let’s forget about that. Moana and I are definitely over, even though she always tries to bug me.
“Enzo!” Nel called me while riding the skateboard.
I just waved at her. I’m not allowed to overexert myself anymore, but I show her that I’m doing fine. I was really nervous yesterday because it just so happened that I was with her. I’m scared she’ll find out the truth. The guilt is killing me. Making her believe I’m completely fine is like a dagger buried in my chest. My illness is killing me slowly. Sometimes, I blame God for why this happened to me—why it had to be me, why I have to leave someone behind, why it still hurt
