Albert gaze at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were small and having some dark circles around it. Fixing his tie. He throw a glance at the bed. It was empty as it has been the past days. Linda had choose to sleep in the guest room. Ever since he sent Dixon out.
She just can’t understand.
Fixing his tie properly, took the briefcase on the table and began walking out of the room.
“Good mm—m.....”
“Is your mother up yet?”
“She hasn’t been ou—out of her room sin-“ Bruce stutters in fear. The sight of Albert is something he couldn’t behold. He deadly look he gets from him every single time. The fear was still in him. He doubt if he would ever get over it.
And it had only made his panic attack worse.
He dropped the pie he was eating. With an already lost appetite.
“You!” H
