FORTY TWO
Pedro looks at me the moment he opens the door, he is not mad at me, his face is just blank, void of emotions and I am left wondering what h might be thinking, it is normal to see him so quiet
“Hey” I say as he lets me in and he mumbles a hey back as I leave him to close the door, I head straight to the couch, it is on the far end of the room just a few meters from his bed, his clothes are all over the bed and his suitcase is on the floor, he was packing
“I was…” I start but he cuts me midway
“It is okay really, I am truly sorry, I know I have been a d**k of late but I love you Danny and that is all that matters to me right now, please don’t tell me you are still mad at me, honestly I still have a day or so before I finally leave and I wouldn’t want to leave when we are in b
