Chapter 40:

GUS.

“You need to get a life, Gus.” My mother mumbles to herself as she drops the bowl of fruits on the counter.

I move around the kitchen island, waving my hand up in the air. “I do have a life, mother.” Yet, I know how easily the lie rolls out of my tongue, my mother turns towards me sharply, her gaze intent on me.

“You have to be happy and content.” She stares at me with so much hope and I want to blurt out, ‘I am happy!’ but still, it will feel so fake if I do.

She sighs, before moving over to me gently, she is doing it again, trying to make me look at life differently, the lecture is going to begin.

My mother cups my cheek with affection, “It’s not like that, stop spending too much time with Madam Yv and I, get a woman, find love, have children. I am not that old, I can look after myself.” She blows out a breath and I sigh. “We are worried about you.”

Hell, everyone’s worried about me and I just hate it, ever since the stabbing incident, everyone just looks at me with that kinda