I was in despair for the straight two days that I took care of Echo. Because I didn't want to get angry with the people around me, I just forced myself to live with them.

"I thought you're going home tonight?" Hugh’s questioned.

“Tomorrow night,” I again said.

I can't remember if I really told him I was going home tonight. I am no longer conscious of time and time again. I barely had sleep because I’m at the hospital, just like when I’m still taking care of grandma. Echo ...