A Night's Confession

I gradually dropped my gaze back to those documents across from me to avoid seeing Dylan's sharp eyes. Over the years of being best friends with him, this was the first time his stares suffocated me as though he wanted me to vanish in an instant.

This was also the first time he questioned my sincerity of being friends with him. He knows that I approached him without asking anything in return.

Questioning my sincerity may be an undersized matter to him, but to me, it speaks of everything. Being friends with him was all I had. I even distanced myself from the world to make sure I could grant his Mom's last wish to protect him.

How am I supposed to protect him when, Dylan, himself, wanted to get rid of me already? Before the heavy tension hangs the air further, I move out of my seat and do what I am good at.

"Here are the latest updates of the construction, Mr. Spencer. Based on the statistics, the progress already reached 90%." I replied after sliding the documents