He seemed to stiffen, so I loosened myself and looked at his face. He didn't even blink as if he was lost in himself. His eyes were vacant, and his breath came in shallow gasps. What is happening to him?
I patted his cheek gently. "What's happening to you? You're like cement over there."
That's when he woke up from his trance and looked at me. His eyes slowly focused, filled with confusion. "Who is that?"
I wondered, "Who is that?"
"The voice... the one who spoke earlier? I think I'm going deaf," he chuckled weakly, trying to mask his anxiety. "I'm going so crazy that I'm starting to hear things."
I suppressed my smile and squeezed his cheek so that we were face to face. I could see how his eyes turned dark with worry.
"I love you, Zairon... it's been a long time..." I swallowed hard, feeling a lump in my throat. "I'm sorry if I just said it now. I'm sorry if—"