Your Heartbeats

Days after...

Gaspard is here, devouring a cookie, from the second batch that Mila has prepared. I admire that they are still close, as friends, after the adventure they had. I watch them and notice the twinkle in my friend's eyes, I dare say that around Lebrun she looks more lively, they fit together; Gerrit is a good person, but I must confess that he is almost always in the clouds, these last few days they have not gone out often, although Jones has been fully immersed in some things about practicing her profession.

—Won't you eat one? —It seems strange to him that he hasn't swallowed yet.

—It's just that I'm full.

"You're losing it," the Frenchman moans, putting the entire cookie into his mouth.

And, he plays around, touching the tip of my nose. I smile while shaking my head; Lebrun has been with Mila there for me, when I find myself on the run from life and a horde of dark ideas crack my vision and my heart sinks, then reminding me that it is worth living, they cl