She stopped writing. What's wrong? Did she write the wrong letter?
"You should eat." She said and looked at me.
"I will. I can't yet since I'm taking my medicine at six and that's the only time I can eat again."
I can't eat that much, I mean I can but I don't want to. I'm not in the mood to eat. I sometimes find foods disgusting no matter how good it looks like or how delicious does it smell.
"Okay. Let's eat together then."
At the dinning table? She never goes down for dinner though. I'm always there during dinner time with Lucas. Maids always walk up to deliver the food to her.
She doesn't go out of her room that much except when she needs to go somewhere. She already did that to me before when she was mad. She was really mad at me when I came to Manila, if you still remember.
