|Innaya|
I shifted the hot water bag in the middle of my abdomen. Talking to him was taking my mind away from the pain. So, instead of postponing the topic for some other day, I decided to just explain him. He would be able to tell the doctor in the future if such kind of need arose.
"Back then, I was discharged from the hospital after I recovered from my external injury. No one suspected anything. Everyone assumed that change in my behavior and lack of response was because of the trauma. They thought I would recover over the period. It didn't happen. My condition only worsened. At that time no one in my family knew that there was something called post-traumatic stress disorder. On top of that no-body expected me to have it." I revealed.
Eshan silently listened. His fingers would occasionally caress my face, and he would adjust the hot water bag.
