He lowered the glass after draining the content, the sour taste had him squinting his eyes and knitting his brows reflexively. He hopped of the counter he had been sitting on and made his way to the sink."You good?". Sayya said from behind him.He nodded."Yeah, better". He said as he turned on the tap and rinsed out the glass quickly."You sure? You still look....""Enough about me". He said cutting her short.He set the glass aside and made his way back to her."Tell me, how many hospitals have you been to?". He asked her.She averted her gaze from his."One". She replied quietly."One?". He said in disbelief. "You've only been to one hospital, Sayya, and you've given up hope?"."I trust the doctor Raysham, he's competent enough". She said and made to walk passed him but he placed his hands on both sides of the counter behind her , efficiently tapping her between him and the counter."If you believe he's so competent then why didn't he get the tumor out of your head before it got

He was half way up the stairs when he heard one of the house help calling his attention, he turned around to face her."Yes?"."Sorry to bother you , sir, but I felt you had to know; ma'am has been in her room all day, she barely ate anything". She supplied efficiently."Is she unwell?". He asked at once."I'm not sure sir, she's been crying though". She replied quietly as though she wasn't sure if she was supposed to be telling him.He rubbed his temple wearily as guilt set in, no doubt she was like that because of him. Perhaps it was time he stopped trying to avoid the inevitable and just talk to her."Have some food taken upstairs to her". He said."Yes sir, shall I set the table for you?".He shook his head and said a quiet "Thank you" before he turned around and continued his way up.Food was obviously the least of his concerns at this point of his life, he just needed peace, but who was he kidding?He had two women in his life, one of which he had left with great difficulty a