Miles POV
A soft touch on my face awakened me. “Kathy…”
“Miles, son, wake up…” I heard someone calling me. “You got to eat something.”
For once, I thought it was Kathy that she was again holding and brushing my face softly while murmuring soft words I couldn’t understand.
I slowly opened my eyes and found my mom sitting beside me. I wasn’t in my room. I sluggishly sat up to wake my body. Checking the time on the nightstand, it was already ten in the evening. I have overslept again. Face palming my head, and my mom softly brushed my arm.
“Your food is waiting outside. Come hurry up,” She said before standing up and leaving me alone inside Kathy’s room. I saw the little clothes were stacked neatly next to the box beside me. I smiled again with the
