son'

ced was the cool sensation on my forehead. Fo

dream at all-someone was dabbi

tensed i

ere she was: Aria. Smiling down at me as if

oft voice reached my

see like that's h

hing her hand a

as sharper than I intended, but

were obvious. "I thought I would help." She set

e we land in Italy. So, technically, goo

r off. "I didn't ask for your he

to that, only shr

y from her. Why did she always feel the need to over

idn't owe m

ewarm your leftovers. I noticed you di

I said curtly before yawning. I wanted to str

as about setting in. I tried to force it out of my thoughts, so I

aw tightened as I stared at th

needing

ed the armrests of the wheelchair, my fi

reminded on my

amming my palm against t

e rotating seat that allows easy transfer to the toilet.

me from behind me. I gritted my

, though my tone made it o

the situation, she d

ore she stood up and headed to the bathroom's direction. Taking th

e, the sound as if mocking me. I ex

I had expected. I glanced over, noti

e just tak

't realize the words h

tilting her head with he

said quickly,

She said as she walked past me and

sit or taking care of b

t help pass the time," she said, her tone light, as if

ok but didn't bothe

d flatly, and her lips twit

ed. "If you need my help with anything, let me know. I'm here to help

her words. I jerked my head

n faltered after turning to me upon heari

you needed help with something. That's all."

tly?" I wanted her to

icking down for a moment b

he said quietly.

ed your pity or your help. If I nee

ay something immediately. Then, s

n't need my help or the bo

nto her seat, slipped on a pair of ridiculou

n, completely absorbed in

he wasn't pestering or asking many q

ouldn't wait to get to Italy, not because I wanted to

good idea, pushing us to celebrate a goddamn ho

nced

re with her book. As if none of th

ok my

e comfortable with her. And maybe she wanted