NovelFastChapter 445 The Only One Still Standing Still Winston didn't even realize it-how much more patient, how much more empathetic he'd become.
He wasn't the type to think about others' feelings.
Cold. Detached. Always above it all.
But now, he was hesitant. Unsure.
The boy stared down at his phone screen in silence for a long moment before finally tapping out a message, Winston: "Are you okay?" Right after sending it, he exited Whatand locked his screen.
He didn't expect Dalton to reply right away.
And he didn't want to spiral into anxious anticipation again, like earlier. Better to focus on something else.
But then-unexpectedly- Just seconds later, the sharp ding of a new message cut through the silence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWinston's chest jolted. His eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise flashing through them.
Dalton replied immediately? After pausing to steady himself, he cautiously unlocked his phone and checked the screen.
Dalton: "Relax, I'm not dead yet." Winston pressed his lips together. He didn't know what to say.
Even now, this guy was still cracking jokes.
Compared to his own heavy-hearted tension... Dalton seemed oddly relaxed.
Winston: "That's a pretty low bar." Winston: "Are you in a lot of pain?" Dalton: "The worst part's over. I'm playing on my phone right now." Winston: "So why didn't you decline my friend request?" He'd been wondering.
Dalton replied instantly again.
Dalton: "Why would I? You wanted to talk. So we're talking." Dalton: "I never saw you as senemy I'd never speak to again." Winston's fingers twitched.
Chapter 445 The Only One Still Standing Still That one hit him harder than expected, sending quiet ripples across his chest Winston: "Then why... why didn't you ever tellyou were sick?" Winston: "If it was because of that, then I-" Then I wouldn't have hated you. I wouldn't have pushed you away.
Maybe... we could've stayed friends.
But he didn't type that part. He couldn't.
Dalton: "I don't want to talk about the past." Winston's heart skipped.
Dalton's dismissal caught him off guard. He hadn't expected such clear-cut avoidance.
Winston: "Why not?" Dalton's attitude made Winston feel both uneasy and confused.
Dalton: No reason. It's in the past. I don't want to dwell on it. That's all.
Winston froze, his face growing heavier by the second.
From beginning to end, it seemed like he was the only one who still cared about the days they left behind.
The only one who hadn't moved on.
Dalton had already moved forward. It was like none of it mattered to him anymore.
Realizing this made Winston's chest tighten, like a cold hand had gripped his heart. He could barely breathe. Still, he didn't want to give up. Not yet.
Winston:" Even if people misunderstood you aren't you upset You about that?/Don't you want to explain?" He was the one who'd gotten hurt the most.
And yet, the one who seemed not to care anymore-was also him.
Winston suddenly realized... he didn't understand Dalton at all.
Dalton's reply cquickly.
Dalton: "That stuff doesn't matter toanymore."
Dalton: "If this is all you wanted to talk about... then let letsave you the trouble. You don't need to be hung up En on it anymore." Send Gifts to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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