There was an awkward silence as we stood in the elevator for my floor. No matter how much I told him to leave me alone, he didn't. He insisted on staying with me even after I was discharged from the hospital and drove me back to my apartment. I looked down to see him holding my bag, which he had brought to the hospital for me. He has been so good to me, took care of me that I was already questioning my sanity. I had no idea, how long I will be able to be mad at him.

"It's alright. I ...