"Are you feeling better?" Someone by the door asked.
I did not notice the door open, but I did recognize his voice as he moved closer to my bed. He did not bother opening the lights, probably sensing that I would not like that.
I was not sure how long I was just lying on my bed since I woke up, but I just did not feel like standing up or doing anything else. I just wanted to stay on my bed, away from the questions that were surely in everyone's mind.
"Your mom cooked your favorite dish for dinner. Shall we eat?" He tried a different approach when I failed to answer his first question.
I knew he only meant well. He had stayed just to make sure that I was ok. However, I did not feel like being with anyone since I would not be in good company.
"I'm sorry but I'm not hungry. Please go ahead. You don't have to wait for me." I was just not in the mood for food. All I wanted to do was to be left alone.
