Chapter 92 THE BAD FEELING

Talatu was lying on a large mattress and from the look on her face she had been crying. I looked at her face, and saw that she had a bandage by the side of her face. Her neck also had a bandage around it.

“Tala, are you okay?” I asked.

She glared at me.

I sat beside the bed. “How are you feeling?”

She stared at the wall behind my head, not looking into my eyes. I felt like a guard looking after a prisoner. I didn’t want to be here, but I have to be here, it seems.

“Why would you try to kill yourself?” I asked.

“You caused it,” she said. “You are the one making me to commit suicide. It’s all your fault.”

I remained silent, wondering which direction I was to tackle this problem. And I only considered the better option because of Talatu’s mom I respected. That was the only reason I was there, the only reason I was listening to Talatu’s frivolous allegations.

“Tala,” I said. “There is no way I would ever go out with you again. I can never love you the way I loved you, and that’s not becau