Episode 104

Eating was now a very long and terrible chore for me. I swear If it were left for me, I wouldn’t bother myself with anything to eat or drink as I now hated food with so much passion.

“Baby please I beg you. You need your strength for this. Please eat something,” Henry would plead with me on several occasions and I would just shrug.

He knew that the only reason why I would even think of eating at all was if they would give me the strength to fight again.

I always had it at the back of my mind while eating. “You’re doing this for your baby,” I kept telling myself while forcing that one last piece of eggs down your throat.

I was already very pale and frail even with the fact that I was eating the way Henry wanted me to.

Well, I guess depression really does make one lose a lot of weight.

“Do you think my baby is dead?” I asked randomly again and I could tell that Henry was already tired of answering that question and just needed a fucking break even from me as I could be a lot.

I knew tha