As soon as I spotted them sitting on the couch, I joined them. Despite the fact that my thoughts were elsewhere, I pretended to be enjoying the movie with them. I began debating whether or not to inform them of my discovery.
Both telling them and not telling them could put their lives in jeopardy. Telling them might make them panic. Now I had to decide between the two possibilities.
My remarkable composure caught his attention, so he began grilling me.
Hey, what's going on with you. The video game is still hurting you, right? He said in jest, and my other siblings laughed with him. Only if they know about our predicament.
They won't be laughing unless they are aware that we could pass away at any point after that, I reasoned to myself.
I pretended to grin and told them I was okay. The
