Martina's POV
It's been a week since I left the hospital. My mom and Theo helped me during my stay in the hospital. Lily was also visiting me when she could.
I wish to go to school soon. I'm so bored in the house but my mom said that I need to rest.
My legs hurt if I stand for too long but nothing hurts me anymore. Theo is exaggerating sometimes. He often helps me to go to the bathroom. I don't even need his help to walk but no, he must carry me everywhere I go.
This needs to stop. I'm not invalid. I can walk and drink water by myself. I know that he feels guilty but he doesn't need to be. It's that crazy son's fault I ended up in a hospital.
I came downstairs to eat. I took chips and coke. While I was pouring coke Theo came into a kitchen.
''What are you doing?''
''I'm pouring coke
