30. The In Denial

I've never seen my Mom this stressed, like she can't do anything about something. It was like she's trying to solve a complex problem.

Mom was pacing back and fourth when we entered their room. Dad was trying to stop her, but she was unstoppable. She just stopped pacing when she saw us entered the room.

"I'm sorry if I acted strangely," she said.

"It's okay, Mom," Dahlia replied.

I was okay, but the other side of my brain is saying otherwise.

I didn't say anything.

Mom then stopped panicking and sat on the bed, beside Dad. I saw his concern toward her and it melts my heart. I like seeing them care for each other like this.

"Have you taken any medicine, Mom?" Hyacinth asked.

"I'm okay," Mom answered. She looked at me and there was definitely something in her eyes. "I feel better."

I wanted to ask her a series of questions, but I don't think this is the right time for it. I have a strong feeling that there's really something going on and it involves me.

Mom tried to smile at us, at me,