|Innaya|
I stared blankly at the white ceiling as I lay in the big bed, alone. After swallowing some soup, I had left the kitchen. I dared not to lift my head when I was crossing the living room. I had long sensed that all of Eshan's friends were still in the living room but the only difference was that they made sure to keep their voices down. Thankfully, their lack of insistence helped me. It relieved me.
I failed to understand who amongst them would be a better choice for asking help. I needed to find Eshan and that too as soon as possible. The month-long agony was taking a toll on me. My spirits were losing and so was my ability to hold on.
