Chapter 33

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(Max's pov)

I tossed and turned in bed, the weight of restlessness pressing down on me like an invisible force. Sleep eluded me, and my mind raced with thoughts that refused to be silenced. In the stillness of the night, I grappled with the belief that everything I was doing was right.

Why was it so hard to get along with her, why is she being so stubborn, what could be suffocating about staying in my house, or perhaps it was just the thought that it was mine that she hated, what is hard in being obedience and not need to know to why.

The recent turn of events had only served to reinforce my conviction. My mother's deteriorating health weighed heavily on my heart, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of responsibility toward her. The burden of caring for her had become personal, a duty that I believed only I could fulfill. I can not believe my mother has been ill for a while now and I know nothing about it, she hides it from me, a sickness as heavy as cancer, she was my respo