ROSEWOOD MANOR, DECEMBER, 2018
It had been two weeks since Abigail’s treatment had begun. She received constant care from Silvester. During the treatment, he used to sit beside her until she fell asleep, and provided genuine care.
‘Genuine Care’, a term so foreign to Silvester that even he couldn’t comprehend it wholly. In the course of a few days, he had been exhibiting several changes in his behaviour.
His eyes held affection and warmth, and his temperament had gotten gentler.
On the contrary, Abigail felt nothing anymore, neither the contempt and the bitterness nor affection. Her vacant colossal eyes beheld nothing but the happenings of the outer world that she observed from her window. She had even begun to name some of the birds.
‘Bethany, Dmitri and Martha (the birds) were
