Martha grabbed my face, staring at me. I knew she wanted an answer. I didn't know how bad it was, but I could feel my face and ribs on fire.
The system has done its work to make the pain bearable, but then, I could still feel some part that needs healing.
"I am fine, Mum. I just need to sleep." I replied, moving away from her touch.
"Pointus Gray! You don't get to walk out on me when I am talking to you." She lashed out with her hands on her hips.
I stopped halfway across the room, and I slowly turned to look at her face.
"What can you really do, Mother? Do you even know your boss was at my school to threaten your son? Right after Jeremiah did this to me. Did you know at all?"
I could see the guilt in her eyes as the faintest water dripped from my hair into my eyes. I guess I was
