Chapter 13

I'd been feeling okay these past few days, but it's all gone now. Any moments of joy and cheers in my studies and work have just been set ablaze into ashes since Mom got admitted to the hospital. I feel the void in me eating all of my strength away. Our father and Sean already left us. I'm not used to Mom being away, especially when she's not in shape. I wonder how she's doing at the hospital. I hope the medical staff are taking good care of her there

I idly sit on the couch and lean my head against the backrest. It's still a tragedy to me how Mom managed to camouflage the pain she suffered. Is that how worried is she about my own weal? That it took her to mask her own agony just to make me feel like I was doing everything right? To make me feel like my sacrifices are worth it? She really should've just told me about her spinal injury complicating.

I toss down the glass of iced milk and then undo my socks. I put my legs on the small table and put out my phone. I look at Aunt Hilda's nu