-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.