75. Friendly Advice

"You ain't going today?" My husband popped his head inside the room and once again I could see the big under-eye bags and disheveled condition of his.

I sighed, not liking his appearance. It reminded me just how bad I was.

I couldn't even make him happy and maybe he didn't believe in me enough to share his problem. Sitting up with a yawn I rubbed my eyes, last night I couldn't sleep because my mind was filled with different thoughts about Andrew, Adrian, and my friend who seemed to have a feeling for a guy for the first time, but he was being stupid.

"No, I completed every work yesterday and had given everything to Emma who will pass it on to you today." He frowned before stepping into my room and lightly closing the door behind him.

"Why, are you not feeling well?" He looked like he had lost some weight as his shirt wasn't as tightly hugging his body as it would always.

He hasn't been eating anything other than water and it was worrying me now, but he wouldn't ever listen to me.