Chapter 95

"It's late. I need to get back to work," I said flatly, coming up with an excuse. Zion approached and glared at me. "Why would you go back to work in your condition? I'm your supervisor, and even I haven't started working yet! What's the rush? You're not short on money, nor are you aiming for a promotion. Why push yourself?" I looked at him and said casually, "Oh." What did it matter to me? Zion threw a punch at my face. "Hudson, stop pretending! You're not depressed. Are you out of your mind?" I didn't know how the two of them ended up arguing, but before I realized it, Selena was holding my hand and leading me out. We sat in a cab, driving forward. Selena was quiet at first, but soon, she broke down crying. The driver glanced at us through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but say, "Young man, your girlfriend is crying like that, and you're not comforting her?" Should I comfort Selena because she was crying? Oh, I suppose I should. I turned to look at her tear-streake