I watch him.
It looks like he's doing the same.
It looks like he's studying me.
"Please tell me your name," I plead breaking the silence.
He just shakes his head.
"No," he mumbles.
I sigh slowly.
"What about your initials?" I whisper to him plead leaving my voice.
He takes a sigh sitting up slowly.
"D.H," he looks at the ground breaking the eye contact we have.
"Why were you going to take your life," I mumble gently sitting face to face with him.
"A lot happens in my life, I just couldn't," he slowly lifts his gaze.
I didn't ask him anymore.
I didn't want him to push him.
I mean I've only just met him.
So why did I save him?
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This book is getting quite a few reads already wow
