
It's late afternoon. Daniel's gone home with Matt and Hanson. We both live in this room.
"I'm sorry." said Devan. I kept holding Devan's hand tightly. I don't feel like releasing him.
"I'm sorry I made you suffer. Right, if I don't chase you anymore, maybe I won't make you wait this long and cry every day! It won't make Daniel just wait for a father figure who can't be relied on like me" he said. I looked at him, then looked down. I was embarrassed by what I said the other day. Devan has done something...