life as it goes on

I woke up and stared at the dark room.
I could see the white ceiling,
I could hear the sound of the fan,
I could smell the polluted air,
and I could feel my unsettling heart.

"What are you hoping for?" he asked and at that moment I knew I was caught. I can't say the truth but I know he knew. "Don't," he said.

"Fine."