Chapter 107. Tell Me the Truth

Vanessa's POV

The hallway was too quiet as I walked down it with a tray in my hands. I could hear my heartbeat louder than my footsteps. My fingers were wrapped tightly around the handles of the tray, knuckles white. The food smelled good—warm soup, grilled chicken, and some fruit slices, but my stomach twisted with every step I took toward Andre’s room.

I hated him.

I hated that I didn’t actually hate him.

The moment I saw him lying on the cold floor last night, barely breathing, something inside me cracked. It wasn’t just fear. It wasn’t just pain. It was... a feeling I didn’t want to admit. Something I had tried so hard to suppress.

My undeniable love for him.

No, not now. I was mad at him. I was furious. And heartbroken. And confused.

A drug addict?

I didn’t even know him as much as I thought I did, even though we've bonded so well in the last four months... And the worst part? He probably doesn't even think I dese