Four hours later!

My mom walks to my room. She must be thinking I am deep asleep that's why she is almost tiptoeing. If only she knew I have built like a hundred castles in the air since I laid on this bed because I haven't even blinked! I sit down, acknowledging her presence.

She is still mad, but at least now she can spare me a glance and a faint smile. 

"Do you feel any better?" She asks, still standing.

I nod my head, lying, because nothing feels better at all. I don't know if leaving was a good idea, because now I have absolutely no idea what is...