Natasha's POV.
My guilty conscience was killing me. GK had to go through all kinds of stuff just because of him. I wanted to be better, watch him smile again, and hold his hands but it wasn't gonna be possible. I knew myself, I was dying and I didn't know whether I could make it until tomorrow.
Leon entered with Ajuk and looked at the mess I had created. I broke everything my hands could reach but none of them looked at me in the way I had expected. That even annoyed me more, like treating me like someone who can't even do anything on their own even standing up.
