Alle Kapitel von Done with You: Kapitel 11

I touched his hair gently, suddenly realizing that he was already thirty-one years old.“It’s okay. Everything will get better.”I had said those exact words before. The truth was, Julian wasn’t all that brave back then, either.There was this one time, a very long time ago, when he had worked himself to exhaustion just to make money, and he lay in bed with a high fever, talking in his delirium.I had wrung out a towel to lay over his forehead when he suddenly grabbed my wrist. His eyes were red, and his voice sounded raspy.“Claire, I have nothing left. I have no family. My parents don’t want me anymore.”I cried along with him, unable to do anything except press my face against his scorching palm, saying, “It’s okay, Julian. Everything will get better.”He was delirious from the fever, and tears silently trickled from the corners of his eyes into his hair. The next day, when he woke up, I wiped them away for him, over and over again. However, it was as if nothing ever happened