Ruaan sat on the bed until midnight.
He had not eaten dinner. His stomach was just not ready to accept any food because his head was too busy and the two of them were not working together effectively. He also didn't want to leave the room because Harolin could come if he was away. He didn't want that to happen.
He had Harolin's phone. He had looked at the notification again twice and put it face down both times. He had thought about the apology he needed to give to him about his mother. About two years of a plan that had somehow turned into this. Did he even deserve it? No.
So he had waited.
And waited. But Harolin did not come.
The calls on his phone went unanswered. He looked at the screen and saw the numbers accumulating and did not know whose calls they were because the numbers were not saved in his phone contacts and he was definitely not going to answer unknown numbers.
