Chapter 84 I'm Giving Up On You

He began to cry, not just small sniffles, but actual crying this time as he held onto my arm tightly as if begging for me to wake up and forgive him for what had happened. I felt terrible that I couldn’t do anything to console him. I wanted to move and look him straight in the eye and say that this wasn’t his fault and he shouldn’t feel this bad, or any kind of bad at all. The fact that I couldn’t at all do any of that broke my heart into pieces. I wished that if Francisco looked at my face,...