STRESS. Because of the stress I was spotting. Papa was so worried.

"Don't tell him yet, please." I was lying in the hospital bed while dad was irritated with anger and worry.

"And why not ?! Is he hurting you son?"

I shook and sighed deeply. "No, no ..i'm just stress because of everything. It's hard because- "

I just forced myself to stop talking. I feel that the more I talk, the more I will be hurt and cry. Sometimes, it's better to stay alone with silence so you can think clearly.

.papa doesn't want me to interfere in the case he and Ezekiel are running. I also know...