The question she kept asking was a simple one: Why? She knew he detested her, he probably hated his family too. But this? Taking on his mother.
How true is this, please?
She typed and sent it to the sender, expecting a reply almost immediately. A minute passed, the second and third, but there was no answer.
"Is this person deceiving me?" She asked herself again. Sleep had gone far from her body but by that time, all she thought about doing was to go back to the hospital to check the video right from the source.
For all I care, this may be another set up or deceit system you had thought about.
When she sent those words, she was so exhausted, but since sleep had checked out, she decided to leave her room and probably take coffee.
"Hey, my love." That was her father's voice.
She turned to see her father in the dinning, munching on a snack, his eyes still swollen and very sad.
"Dad. I thought you had slept already."
