Alivna's Point Of View
“Eat something at least, how long do you plan to continue like this?” Stacy asked anxiously, holding a plate of food in her hand.
“I am not hungry, but thank you for the offer,” I said dryly, not even bothering to look at what food she had brought this time.
It had been three days, three days since Leon stumbled into Mama Flora's house half dead.
Three days since we had tried our best to treat him, three days since he had woken up or spoken.
With every passing moment, I became more and more anxious, I couldn't think of anything else.
“Come on child, you are doing more harm than good, you need to take those damned medications, eat something will you?” Mama Flora said angrily, dropping the plate on my lap.
She had been like that since Leon entered her house and
