Chapter 520

Should I go after Brandon? I wanted to. I wanted to ask him what was going on. But looking at the lunchbox that had been thrown away, I lost my courage. He wasn't throwing away the lunchbox—he was throwing away his feelings for me. Given the circumstances, pursuing this further would be pointless and embarrassing. I put down the lunchbox that had been retrieved and walked back to my hospital bed. But I couldn't pick up my fork and continue eating. The person who had picked up the lunchbox seemed to sense my emotions and carefully placed the box in front of me. "You can take it back," I said. "No, no need..." the person insisted. "You picked it up, so it's yours now. And you can eat it without worrying." After saying that, I sulkily resumed eating, taking large, angry bites of my food. Chris caught the person's eye and signaled her to take the lunchbox away. He also stopped me from eating my tacos. "Don't take your anger out on my food." He paused for a moment. "Brandon probab