[3rd Person’s POV]
Night came. It was dim outside. Heavy rainfall occurred. With earth shaking thunders. Randy hugged his knees, watching the rain outside. Loneliness crawled up his sleeves every night.
He sighed and laid back on the bed. Pulling the sheets to cover his body. Randy’s tears fell.
Will it ever be like this? When will this end?
These were the few questions he had inside his head. Randy was unsure about his current situation.
The door creaked open. With gentle footsteps, Randy assumed of no one except Thorne. When he heard it clicking, he faced the other side of the bed.
“I brought your favorite food,” Thorne informed him. He was holding a plate with chicken curry on it.
Randy shrugged his shoulders. “I’m full.”
He lied.
The bed slowly sunk when Thorne climbed. “
