Why Don’t You Want Me?

Samantha really was calling out Timothy's name...

It felt as if a huge boulder had been thrown right into the lake within Timothy's heart, causing a storm of raging waves. His lips opened gently out of their own volition and he responded in a very low voice. "Yes, I'm here."

Just like before, his answer whenever she called him was 'I'm here'.

The next second, however, Samantha's whispering voice suddenly turned cold and angry. "Go away!"

When she said that, her hands moved in tandem with her words and she raised them, pushing them forward and shoving Timothy away.

Samantha did not have that much strength when she was asleep, but Timothy's body was still resoundingly pushed back. He staggered a couple of steps and could only stand firm after placing his hands on the bedside table.

He felt as though a basin of cold water had doused the embers of hope that had just started to burn.