...Sebastian POV...
There is something off with Kati, she is not herself, and I do not want to nag her about what is wrong. Ever since she got all those letters from the nurses, she has been acting strange. I know what might be going through her head, but how can I assure her that everything is going to be okay. I am just as frightened as what she is, but I have learned to keep my feelings bottled up inside. I am not going to sit here and think about what-ifs and whens. There is no such thing, and I want her to not to thinks so.
She is sleeping in today while I am making breakfast; I know that she is probably not going to eat much of it, but I at least want her to try. The chemo is, well, if I can call it, strong. It takes a lot out of her, I would think that she would start getting used to it, but I guess the more aggressive, the less used to it she will become.