41. Possessive Man

"Are you sure you wanna go?" I nodded while taking a bite of the sandwich with some juice and that was it.

I couldn't eat anything without feeling bad, couldn't just forget about my mother's death incident like that. Whenever I kept even a piece of food in my mouth I would see my mum's lifeless eyes.

Why? I didn't know maybe I still thought that I should have died instead of her. If only I wasn't stubborn that day when my father got into an accident.

That all happened because of me.

"Fine but eat your breakfast first." With a bad expression, I pushed the plate away.

"I don't feel like eating anything." Narrowing his eyes, he gave me a look that meant 'Eat-it-right-now' but I just couldn't.

"What about the juice?" The guy asked, why was he so worried about my food?

"I said I'm full. Shall we go?" He had almost finished his breakfast.

Frowning I stared at the man who took a big amount of juice in his mouth from the glass