38. Gloomy Days

Opening my eyes I cursed, yeah I have changed because nowadays cursing seemed my everyday thing.

I cursed because it was another day I lived, and my guilt increased.

I hated, that it has been three days since my mother had died, but I was still as good as before.

"Come on, I have brought breakfast for ya." Andrew entered the room with a tray full of fruits and different types of things.

Why did anyone care about me? He shouldn't look after me, I was not good. I would bring him only pain and nothing else if he would stay around me.

I had shouted and begged him to leave me alone, to not come here, but he would always hug me and shower me with kisses muttering good things to me.

I could see him staring at me with pain looking hurt from my condition but he never said a word.

He had been taking off from the office for the past three days and had been beside me all the time. Even at night, he would stay with me until I would fall asl