Chapter 112 Dad

• I woke up a while ago. Still, I am not in mood to leave comfort of my warm bed. I glance around the room to see what has changed. Not much. My eyes fall at an obscure painting I created in highschool with Natalie. She did so many fun projects with me, trying to lift my spirits during that gloomy time of my life. This room reminds me I have been through worse.
• Yes, it hurts right now, but it will be over. I will be fine. I cannot help the tears that pool in my eyes. Why I am crying about this?
• A knock at door jolts me to sit up. I hastily wipe my tears and answer, “Come in!”