Days passed.
I still can't eat properly because I am still struggling with what happened.
I can't forget my child.
I still long for her presence.
I am angry at her mother, but I can't do anything about it.
Because at that time, I really had nothing.
We are also having a hard time finding food.
We don't want to rely on our parents.
I took my phone to check Flea's Instagram.
I felt a shiver down my spine when I turned on my phone.
She texted me.
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The End.
