Maria P.O.V
I was awakened by the sound of insistent knocking on the door.
- Maria! May I come in? - I heard Margaret's voice. I groaned and took a deep breath. After what had happened I was afraid of meeting her.
- Please," I said and Tom's mother came in. In her hands she carried a tray with breakfast. My favourite waokado toast, coffee, orange juice and blackberries in a small bowl. I felt my stomach growl.
She sat down on the bed placing the tray of food on the bedside table. She looked into my eyes and stroked my hair.
- Happy Birthday Princess - I dared to look into her eyes, and immediately regretted it. She was red and swollen from crying. "It's all my fault".
- Margaret, I'm so sorry," I clumsily took her hand and she squeezed it gently, "It's all my fault. How is Tom?
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