23. Give her a chance.

From my room’s window, I could see Nate, Olive and Elisha having breakfast together in the garden. I was also supposed to be there by Eli’s request. In fact, she had come to my room many times but I refused and pretended to be sick so I couldn't join them.

Their family was getting complete little by little. But it was happening faster in my heart as I felt I was not needed there anymore.

I weakly returned to my bed. Pretending to be sick seemed not a good excuse as I could feel my body weakening for real. I was feeling bad and my eyelids were heavy and hurting from crying.

I could even feel my head aching like hell. It was as painful as the invisible wound in my heart that’s becoming deeper by the day.

I found myself sleeping again. It seemed that it was the only thing that I wanted to do– sleep the pain away. Forget about eating and everything else. At least, while I’m sleeping, I can rest my overthinking mind.

It's like a temporary escape where I needed not to face Olive, hurt Eli