I walked into the sitting room and as usual I saw him seated in front of the tv watching football.

Before he could see me I rushed into Amy's room. It's almost been more than a week talking to him. Every time I see him I would rather move away from there or lock myself into my room. I know that he is being hurt but I have no choice. I heard him every time calling me back when I walked away but I pretended like I didn't hear.

Especially in the dining room. Me sitting opposite him ...