CARLA
I stepped into the hall and took a seat in the middle row. Placing my books on the desk, I glanced around the half-filled hall.
It was a habit now. First, I sit. And then I check if he's here. If he isn't, then I keep glancing at the door, anticipating his mind-seizing entry.
I already looked around before I stopped myself, recalling that there was no chance for him to be in here. He was at the infirmary.
My eyes were fixed on my feet as tears welled in them. I've been spilling those tears ever since he got carried away from my sight.
Watching him hit the ground so hard and groaning in pain felt like a wicked stab to my heart.
Watching them carry him away felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. The unexplainable pain created a sad chaos inside me.
I had to run
