Facade of Love

Chatper 300

Chapter 300 Passing Out

Charlie tried to smile, but it was a weak one that faded quickly. “Yvette,” he said, looking at me with a hint of his usual strength, “does this mean we are friends now?”

“Absolutely,” I replied with a smile.

He held my gaze a moment longer and then said, “Then stop with the ‘Mr. Yates.‘ Just call me Charlie.”

I thought about it for a second. Calling him Mr. Yates did feel a bit stiff, but saying Charlie made me think of Idris, and it seemed like everyone close to him called him Iddy. That thought made my heart twinge with sadness. I took a deep breath, looked at Charlie, and said, “Yeah, I’ll just call you by your first name if that’s okay. I’m not really used to being so formal with people.”

He gave a small smile, nodded, and said, “Sure, first names are fine.”

I grinned back at him, but then I realized we had hit a lull in the conversation. I racked my brain, trying to think of something to say. Suddenly, I heard Charlie’s voice. “Yvette.”

“Huh?” I blinked, a little thrown off that he had dropped my last name so casually. It felt strange, yet I tried to act cool about it. “What’s up?”

He looked at me with those expressive eyes and asked, “Is it okay if I call you that?” I nodded, “Yeah, of course.” He smiled, and maybe it was the meds wearing off, but there was a bit more color in his cheeks.

looked at me and said, “So, can you call me by my

talk about, they would just end up repeating each

just so good–looking that it was hard to look away. Eventually, he caught me looking and teased, “Are you staring because

compliment. Maybe it was because we had been through a life–or–death ordeal together, but I felt like the distance between us had closed. We were friends now, or at least

a small, pleased smile that was impossible to

a bit. I turned to see him still caked in dry mud, looking like he had been through

to think he would

“You’ve been through a lot these past few days. Go take a shower and hit the hay. We’ll have someone else take over here.”

on the nightstand,

not shake the feeling that there was

Passing

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dynamic. It did not seem like they were just friends;

but I let

was about to step outside to talk when I suddenly

black, and the last thing I heard was Charlie’s voice

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