I did not like the feeling but it was the least of my worries, I must find the thread. I sighed tiredly as I laid down comfortably and looked at the ceiling of the room. I felt a strong urge to find his brother and kill him myself.
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I made sure I left the hospital after two days of rest even though I knew better than anyone that I was yet to recover fully. My mother came to meet me to persuade me to do otherwise but I found it too weird to listen to her advice.
I don't understand why she chose to speak to me kindly after leaving home. The weirdness of everything did not let me give her a chance to talk me into remaining in the hospital.
I will not be surprised if there was an evil motive behind her words since I have come to know that I could not trust anyone anymore.
