-1Forde sat at his desk, reading the note over and over again.
I just want to help.
He could feel tears pooling in his eyes, but refused to let them spill yet.
But it seems like I can't.
He screwed the small letter up.
You never let me help.
He threw it at the wall with a frustrated sigh.
Are you selfish….or am I?
He pushed the chair back and willed him self to look out of the window.
I'm selfish. I shouldn't try to make you talk.
He could see a light on.
I want to be the one to save you.
Kyle's light.
Because it's all about me…
Forde pushed himself away from the window.
I want.
