"What illness?"
We both froze in what we were doing as we heard the voice behind us. I recognised that voice. I looked to my mum, fear and shock on my face. She opened her mouth and closed it again, staring at the person behind us. I just remembered.
I had forgotten to close the door.
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I turned around to come face-to-face with him- a look of shock on my face. I hadn't meant to leave the door open, but in the midst of all the dizziness, it was a small detail that I had regrettably forgotten.
Well, now it didn't seem that small.
"What illness?" He repeated, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He folded his arms over his chest in, what would seem, impatience. He was waiting for an answer and I knew I had to deliver.
However, changing the topic wouldn't hurt?
I forced a smile
