Chapter 63
Leah's POV
"Finn, I'm here," I whispered as I walked into his bedroom.
I didn't know why. Whenever I talked to him, my voice was softened and quieter than usual. There was something so melancholy about him that made me want to hug him in my arms, devoting all my tenderness and love to him.
Is love supposed to be this painful? I thought to myself.
Finn stood still in front of the French window without any acknowledgment of my presence. It seemed that he was enjoying the lake view outside. But when I walked closer, I found out that he was just staring at the void in front of him.
He was wearing a plain white T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.
I didn't know where they found this outfit for him, but they certainly didn't fit him. The pants were a bit short on the legs and a bit loose on his waistline, dangling on his hips just like that.
I need to take him shopping and buy him new pants. I added that to my mental to-do list.