(Dr. James)
Having just watched her son drive off Martha stayed froze in space
"I think we should get going" I said before bringing her to my car. We drove home and she immediately went to her room. Hours had passed and she hadn't even came out once.
I sat on the couch.
"I'm such an idiot. This is totally my fault! Damn it maybe I can make it up to her. But how? She didn't eat anything, did she? Should I make her dinner? No I want to make her feel better not kill her" I said before an idea crossed my mind. I called room service to bring up the best food they had.
"Thanks I got it from here" I said taking the cart from the maid. I somehow found away to make it upstairs with the tray before knocking on her
"Martha it's me" I said before I heard a soft response
"Come in" she said as I walked in
"Hey I brought dinner" I said
"You can leave it over there" she said before I rolled it to the corner before sitting beside her
"I actually came to apologize"
"What for?"
