"I JUST don't want Alessandra to worry when you get sick," he said, looking down at the food again.

I bowed at what I heard. I knew it! I bit my lip hard. Once again I swallowed the pain of his words.

"Excuse me." I almost whispered in the air before I stepped my feet out of the kitchen.

I carried the pail of water towards the back of the house and sat on a bench facing the oval shape swimming pool. I also don’t know why I’m carrying a pail.

I feel exhausted. I already felt tired because of the cleaning. I raised both my hands and frowned. I...