Stella's POV:
I know whatever I'm doing is not right but I'm left with no other option.
It's been a week since he got discharged from the hospital and he never lets me touch me.
The doctor said that he might or might not gain back his memory and it hardly bothered me. Even if he gained his memory back or not, he is gonna hate me and torture me. My life is not gonna change in any way.
After coming back home, he told Joe to arrange for a personal maid to take care of himself.
"Dei, Joe. I need your help."
"Sollu, da."
(Tell me, da.)"I need someone to take care of me. Arrange pannu."
"Edhuku da? Adhan Anni irukangale."
(Why is that so? You have sister-in-law with you.)"Avala Anni nu kupdadha and please tell her not to wander in front of me. I need a caretaker and ennaku onnum Ava care panna thevai illa.", he said.
(Don't call her sister-in-law. I don't want her to take care of me.)He said it so loudly that I was able to hear it in the kitchen. I didn't bother as all this has become a routine for me. I don't have any emotions towards him.
"Kathadha, avangaluku ketura pogudhu.", Joe said.
(Don't shout. She might hear you.)"Keta kekatum ennaku oru prechanaiyum illa.", he said.
(Let her hear. I don't give a damn.)Joe came out if his room while I was standing there with tea tray.
"Anni?", he smiled at me awkwardly.
(Sister-in-law?)"Do as he says, Joe. Arrange a caretaker.", I said.
"Anni, ana..."
(But)"It's ok, Joe. Avaru solra madhiriye senjiru.", I said and went inside his room with tea.
(Do as he says.)I kept the tea on the bedstand. He looked at me with disgust.
As I turned to leave, something fell on my feet and I cried in pain.
It was the hot tea which I brought for him. He yanked the tea cup which made the tea to spill on my leg. The tea cup broke into various pieces.
"Amma...", I sat down, holding my leg.
He didn't budget but was observing my actions.
"Get lost, stop your drama.", he said.
Hearing my screams, Joe came inside the room.
"Hey... Ennachu Stella?", he asked.
(Hey, what happened, Stella?)"Tea kotiduchu.", I said while crying loudly.
(I spilled the tea.)"Ava drama panra, da. Don't believe him."
(She's creating a scene.)"Hey, stupid. Shut up for a while.", Joe said and started helping me.
Mathew didn't bother to even check upon me.
Joe applied ointment on my feet.
"Parthu irunga, Anni. Avan konja psycho thanama behave pannuvan. Edhachumna call pannuga, naan varen.", he said.
(He careful, SIL. He'll behave like a psycho. If there's anything, feel free to call me.)"Thanks, Joe.", I said.
As he demanded, a male caretaker was arranged and he took nice care of Mathew.
Today, I have decided to make a huge decision in my life.
"Mathew, I want to talk to you."
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