"Eat."

I looked at the tray he had delivered. It’s a full meal. There’s fruits, there’s three different beverages, rice meal and some medicine.

He crossed his arms as he glared at me.

Suddenly memories from the past passed by my mind. But that past and this present is different. I picked up the spoon by myself. And I feed myself.

“Where am I?”

I asked him. I’m getting conscious while he’s just standing at the edge of the bed, crossing his arms while watching ...