CHAPTER 41

Harley's POV

I squat to her length on the wheelchair and peck her forehead as she pats my hair as she used to whenever I was having trouble sleeping at night when I was little.

Grandma doesn't know that I still find it hard to sleep at night now too. She thought I have gotten over it.

But I haven't.

I was gradually getting over it but then it came back. Jim also helped me to repress it but now that he is gone, it is stronger than ever before.

I guess having to work mostly night shifts made it very difficult for me to go to sleep and let it go completely. I became used to the routine and it became a part of me.

Funny enough, it doesn't even affect my mental health. I am always as strong as ever even if I don't sleep at night.

"Take care my child", Grandma says to me softly, releasing me from the embrace.

I couldn't stop thinking about how she was faring even after Chelsea came yesterday to tell me she was fine. I was worried about her and I had to come here after making sure that Alexi