I didn't know what to say, so I remained quiet as I waited for her to keep on talking.
"Fay." She called my name and I looked at her again, reminding myself not to break eyes contact with hers, even if that alone is draining the little strength left in my veins.
"Have you been sleeping?" She asked again.
I thought of lying to her, the thought crossed my mind a second ago, just now, but I decided against it.
It's still my mum anyways, she'll still find out herself. I thought as I let out quietly.
"No." I mumbled out lowly, finally breaking the eye contact with her again.
"I scheduled a meeting with the therapist for tomorrow, okay? You're going to go see him tomorrow." She informed me and I let out a resigned sigh.
As if she knew what I was sighing about, she quickly added again.
"Not the former therapist, I remember you said you didn't like her, this one's a new therapist." She rephrased and I replied with a small nod.
