Wayne Bailey must not have noticed that something was amiss; with so many chaotic matters piling up, he had no energy to spare for those concerns, right?
Besides, if he had known, he would have definitely questioned her.
Anna Jadwin suddenly felt tired, her eyes half-closed, sinking deeply into the edge of sleep without quite falling asleep.
She wanted to sleep, yet she wanted to talk to Wayne Bailey, feeling at ease only when she could see him.
That night, Wayne Bailey sat in the chair, staring deeply at Anna Jadwin's sleeping face.
He was like a fierce beast, his whole body stirred with restless energy...
Many questions choked him, he wanted to shake her awake and ask, since she cared so much about his life and death, why then did she run away?
If there was something wrong, just say it—they would face it together.
After countless life-and-death experiences and missed opportunities, he no longer knew what he could do to keep her.
