Chapter 13

"I'm leaving." That’s what Harold wrote in the piece of paper. He has been quite since we returned home.

"Mr. Shein is upstairs.” He wrote again and so I nodded. I went back to what I was doing, I was planning to bring food to Mr. Shein upstairs. He must be hungry. I heard Harold's footsteps walking away.

As long as I know I have someone with me, I feel at ease. I just don't want to be alone. I feel like I can't breathe.

I took the food to the room. There, I saw Mr. Shein lying on the bed and seemed to be deep in thought. I let out a deep breath before going inside.

"I brought you food." I said. I didn't get any response from him so I approached the bed.

"Are you alright?" I asked him, calmly. He didn't answer. I looked down because I think Harold told him what happened at home. I feel guilty.

"Can I borrow your clothes? Ahm- I want to take a bath.” Mr. Shein didn't answer but I felt him get up to get some clothes. I sat on the bed waiting for him to come back.

I literally don’