#29:
March 13, 2020
Instead of being angry with me for hurting her daughter, Aunt Belinda never failed to show how kind she is as a person. She was always worried about me as I finally returned to my lethargic and aloof self.
I rarely went out of my room and usually spent my time locked inside. I would still come to school, but I did my best to go out of Francine's way. Luckily, she had stopped attending classes since their departure was getting nearer. She would just continue her studies in the UK.
Earlier today, Aunt Belinda asked me to spare some time and speak with her. I thought she would finally scold me or give me a harsh talk because of the wound I caused Francine. However, she discussed something unexpected instead.
She informed me that she wanted to seek a psychiatrist to he
