Chapter 116

I open my eyes slowly. The familiar ceiling, familiar beeping sound and familiar smell of medicine contributed to my anger.

I am in the clinic.

On this godforsaken bed.

I must have passed out.

Funny how I keep coming back to this clinic.

How more fucked up can my destiny be?

I don't feel the margarine anymore.

Sighing, I sit up slowly.

"Easy"

I froze, hearing the familiar voice.

My eyes went to him. He is seated on the chair next to my bed where my legs are.

I look away from him, resting my back on the headboard.

"How are you feeling?"

"Where is my daughter?" I asked, ignoring his question.

"Asleep. In your room."

I bring my knees up, moving away from him.

I am looking anywhere but him.

God I wish I can just disappear from here with my daughter.

I don't want to be around him.

I hate him.

I hate him so much.

"Becca said you passed out because of Malnutrition." He said.

I clench my knuckles, still looking away.

"There is no food in your system. I had the maid prepar