At this point, my heart suddenly skipped a beat. I didn't expect that Pedro didn't leave me without saying goodbye. He ran into an accident.
I looked at him in disbelief. Then we looked at each other. He did look exhausted and confused as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
It turned out that I had misunderstood him for so many years. I suddenly felt stuffy in my chest. Without thinking too much, I got up and went to the bathroom.
My breathing quickened. The memories of our past slowly appeared in my mind. My tears flowed unconsciously. I took out a tissue and wiped them away slowly.
I didn't expect Pedro to live such a miserable life. At that thought, I felt much better.
Someone appeared in the mirror. It was Pedro.
Turning around, I saw that he looked pale. His lips were dry and cracked. Despite so, he looked sickly handsome.
He walked up to me and pulled me into his embrace.
I was stunned, wondering what to do?
