"So? What do you think?" I eagerly asked Susana and she nodded her head. Removing her reading glasses, she looked up at me and smiled brightly.
"This is more than enough. I am sure I can manage to get him into a good treatment facility," She answered, looking proud. "You did it. You found the truth out. Can I just say how proud I am of you? This will all end now, finally,"
"We are still not at the end yet," I muttered, my stomach knotting up. "I need to talk to him. And I don't think he will ever willingly agree that something is wrong with him let alone go to a facility,"
"You can still try nevertheless," Susana encouraged and I nodded wryly. The hope was really dim. And the second option that I had, it made me want to run away to somewhere far far away and never come back ever aga
