Page 61 of Heal Me

Am I happy for him?

Yes, I am.

Do I like the fact that he will soon have a family?

No.

Most likely, then, the answer to the first question is also negative. But I can't find an explanation for this. Not yet.

"You won't even congratulate me?"

"Congratulations," I reply briefly, "if that's all, then it's time for you to go home to your wife, and I still have a lot of work to do."

"But I don't want to go home."

My heart stops. I don't understand why I'm reacting like this.

"Can I lie down for a while, and then we'll talk?" "Danylo, I'm afraid your wife won't understand this." "She's not my wife yet," he replies sharply.

"It doesn't matter, you'll be married soon."

"That's the problem," he clenches his jaw as he always does.

I get out of bed, but someone's hand stops me.

"Don't go," Danylo's voice sounds so desperate.

"I'm not going anywhere, it's my room."

"Can I stay?" his eyes look at me pleadingly.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

And while there may be a tiny part of me that wants him to stay, I know it's not right.

"I promise I will behave myself." "I hope so," I smile.

Danylo stands up and takes off his jumper, part of his T-shirt accidentally rises up and I can see his abs.

I take a deep breath.

Do people even have such abs?

I believe that statues of Greek gods were built while looking at him. I don't have enough air. How can I get what I just saw out of my head? I notice his tattoo again in the form of a lightning bolt, which stretches from his lower abdomen to the end of his right hand.

Although I saw only one percent of everything, it was enough to make me want to see more.

I recall that I had seen Danylo naked before, but at the time it didn't seem like something... special?

I take another deep breath.

Danylo lies down on my bed, and within a few minutes he is fall asleep. I never realised how small my bed was, especially compared to him. I also forgot how attractive it is to have a guy lying on your bed.

I want to kick myself for thinking that. I sit down on Lily's bed and pick up a book. Maybe at least the pages of a novel will help me escape from this reality.

I don't know how long Danylo has been sleeping, but I'm already halfway through the book, so I suspect it's lunchtime.

Danylo opens his eyes and pulls himself up, yawns loudly, and finally gets out of bed.

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