KATHERINEThe look on Giorgio’s face was enough to make me feel a tad bit guilty. He looked kind of pitiful, and it was not in a good way. I never imagined he would feel bad about it. Or, maybe, he was simply worried that his inheritance is attached to me.I sighed as he took several steps backwards, and finally walked out of the room, closing the door firmly behind him. The nurse asked a couple of questions about my health, and I responded slowly. Finally, she walked out of the room too, leaving me all alone.I stared at the oats in my hands, and in a forceful manner ate almost half of it. The whole thing was not working like it should, and I needed to understand what to do to make things better, but I couldn’t think much.“Oh, Lord,” I mumbled.I took another spoonful of oats, and in frustration tossed it to the other side of the draw. It made an ear-piercing sound, but didn’t tumble down the floor though. I really hoped that things would get better now, but it was hard to believe i
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