Give It To Me

Zena didn't go for a meal. She just sat on her single bed, holding the food Xavier bought for her tightly in her arms. She looked at where she stood blankly, holding the bag as if she was holding Xavier. However, why did she still feel sad when she hugged the bag as tightly as she could? Tears kept rolling down her face and falling on the plastic bag, making slight ticking sounds. After a long while, she suddenly came to sense and used her hand to wipe the tears on the bag anxiously. This was something Xavier bought for her. How could she shed tears on it? If it was stained, he would definitely be unhappy because he enjoyed being neat and tidy, and she would feel guilty. Wiping the tears, she couldn't help but burst into tears. So what if she wiped the tears? Would Xavier fall in love with her? Would he wait for her to be released? Just now, he said clearly that he had never loved her, didn't he? Why should she... be so grieved here? "Whew!" A woman's voice came, which startled Zena. W