Nicholas
" You've always been closed off, and I accept it, but this is too much even from you." I ignore my mother's voice as I focus on my exercise. She keeps walking back and forth as I change my routine.
"You are hardly sleeping or eating. It's unhealthy. We should have dinner tonight."
"I'm fine, Mom," I growl, annoyed at her.
" It's been a week since your mate has been in a coma. You don't talk about her to anyone. How do you feel?" she asks.
My family has been on my case since I found my mate at the border, beaten. They are worried about my well-being since I've been more closed off than usual.
"I hate that you bottle things inside, Nick. You won't explode if you vent or communicate your emotions out loud,"
I exhale and drop the dumbbells, and face my dear mother.
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