Sane or Insane | ✔

X. Meeting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

Giovanni drifted off to sleep after staying up all night to work. Since his father died, his sleeping schedule went erratic, making him go banaynays. Some even call him a vampire because he always sleeps during the day and stays up all night, but he knows better than that. He's nothing like a vampire because vampires get enough sleep while he barely even sleep at all.

In his mind right now, he can finally rest after a stressful day and night. After all, he finds sleeping as the ultimate cure for everything. If you're weary, sleep. If you're sad, sleep. If you're stressed, sleep. If you don't want to live anymore, sleep for eternity. That's his belief and he likes to stick with it, but he tries his best not to do the last one.

His tranquility was suddenly interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

Giovanni's

"Who could this be." I sarcastically asked myself as I heard the door opened. Even though I heard it, I still did not budge nor opened my eyes because I'm pretty sure it's Kelly again and I don't want her to ruin my sleep.

The sound of the closing door followed by the clicking sound of her heels echoed in my office until it stopped and I sensed her presence in front of me.

"Van."

A gasp escaped my lips as I heard her voice, that beautiful voice of an angel. How I long to hear that voice again! I instantly opened my eyes and felt my heart began to pound harder than ever. And there she was, standing in front of me. I never thought her beauty could get any better, but I guess for every passing year, her beauty only grows, not fade. Her hair is the only part of her that changed, it's shorter but it truly suits her.

"Lorr." I smiled as I looked at her glistening dark brown eyes which are staring at mine. I find myself hypnotized by them, making me stop thinking for a second. But it ended as soon as it started, she quickly broke the eye contact and sat down on the seat on my right.

She cleared her throat and looked at her shoes, trying her best to avoid my gaze. "I'm very sorry for your loss." She softly said but I can hear the sincerity in her voice even though she said it coldly. "Uncle Robert was great to me." She continued, her eyes still fixated on her shoes.

"I guess I was wrong when I thought her hair was the only part of her that changed. I forgot the part where she dumped me, that must be the reason why she won't look at me anymore." I thought to myself as I forced a smile. "Don't be sorry, It's okay." I lied. The death of my father must be the twist of my 2020. Not the joyous twist but the twisted twist.

She must have heard the sadness lingering in my voice because she lifted her head to look at me apologetically. "It's fine to admit that it's not okay, Giovanni." She sadly smiled at me and let out a sigh. "You need to let those feelings out. Your emotions deserve to be free." She softly said as she reached for my hand with hesitation.

As soon as her soft hands made contact with mine, I suddenly felt weak and vulnerable. The sadness and grief that I buried started to resurface, making me feel this unshakeable feeling of longing, pain, and heartbreak. Tears began to fill my eyes to the brim until I cannot stop it from falling anymore. In the blink of an eye, tears began streaming down my cheeks as quiet sobs escaped my lips, making my chest tighten.

Lorraine's

I quickly jumped out of my seat and stood beside Giovanni, drawing circles on his back to comfort him. A part of me doesn't want to comfort him because of what he did three months ago, but I don't want to be a bitch. Not for now, at least.

As I watched him break down in front of me, I can't help but pity him. This must be hard for him. His father was butchered, leaving all of his unfinished businesses to him. I can feel the pressure weighing down on him. As a son of a great doctor, he must be one himself. If not better, he must be as good as him.