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Chapter 43: The True Monster
MY FAMILY left our house a day ago, and I never opened or checked my smartphone to see whether they were messaging or phoning me. I could see they were worried about me since I was the only one left in the house and no one would look after me.
With a shake of my head, I expressed my dissatisfaction with the situation. I am no longer a child, yet they still regard me as a baby who is incapable of standing on her own two feet. I’m just sick, but I’m not crippled. Perhaps this is what happens when your face resembles a fragile glass; you must always be careful or you will be shattered.
I want to check my phone, but it’s not healthy for me. I’m already sick, and looking at my cellphone will make me sicker.
Other than the message from my family, I have no friendly messages to receive. I couldn’t read their anxious and condescending letters at the same time.
My family is aware
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