His lips had a pale hue and his face seemed somewhat alright, with bandages wrapped around only his eyes.
I sighed and couldn't stop my tears from coming out.
“Ash.” I looked at him again. “I'm truly lonely without you. It's been three years and I haven't been myself. I can't remember the last time I was truly happy.” I sobbed. “Whenever I look at my surroundings, I am reminded of your presence. Mom wants to throw you out of this mansion. She seems to be tired of you even when she is not doing anything about your life. She does not take care of you and never checks on how you are doing at all. Your friends are being punished because of you. I heard they were about to be released from their homes. We couldn't even graduate from school, but I'm glad I'm not in that school again. It is terr
