He slammed the door shut as he went outside. I was still on the dining table with the spoon still on my mouth.

I stayed there still fir a while. I guess I was hoping for his return. But the door didn't opened for a long time so I went to the kitchen and throw the dishes there and return to my bed.

I think about the things happened just a while ago. Mr. Gold was totally a different person when no one is around.

While thinking about him I don't know when I drifted into sleep. Tomorrow morning when I got up, it was clearly late. The sun was...