The third point of view:
"Mom, I'll be taking my leave," Kimberly announced to her mother solemnly. Though she hated to leave her side, she had a lot of things to take care of. Moreover, it was getting suffocating already, she needed some air to think and breathe.
Angela glanced up at her daughter and smiled wryly, she could see the stress around Kim's eyes, her daughter needed a break; she has been the one taking care of her.
"It's alright, you can leave. I'll be fine,"
"Are you sure?" Kim was hesitant to leave although weary, "I can call the caretaker to come over if you like?"
"No, don't. I'll rather prefer to be alone than have the woman over," Angela didn't want the woman to come. She was a chatterbox and loved making sympathetic gestures and words about her condition which greatly irritated her. It was one thing to pity her but rubbing it all over her face was irritating.
