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The words in italics are still Leah's voice over

Leah

Everything else passed in a blur. It was like my brain detached from my body. All I did was to follow Steve.

   "She's going to be fine. She's going to be alright" Steve mumbled repeatedly. It was more of a reassurance to himself than to me. "She told me she was going to the medical center downtown. I stupidly believed her." he said. I just sat frozen beside him looking at the room where my mum and a bunch of other doctors disappeared to.

  "Why didn't any one tell me?" I asked, looking at his weeping figure.

   "She didn't want you to-" I stood up and walked closer to the door. I didn't want to hear the sad excuse he wanted to tell me, not now. Just as I pressed my ears to the door, I heard something I wished I never did.

   "Time of death, 11:27pm"

   I slid down to the floor. I couldn't just get my brain to follow up on everything. The doctor stepped out of the room and looked at me, then at Steve, who was already standing.

   "The cancer had already reached the final stage. It's a miracle how she was still walking and everything. I'm sorry but.."

   Everything was like a movie, a story. I couldn't shed a tear. Ironically, I consoled Steve. Even when they said it was her funeral.. Even when I saw my estranged grandfather.. Even when I came back home.. I couldn't cry. I was like a hollow vessel that felt nothing.

   "Are you sure you don't want to stay in my place?" Steve asked for the hundredth time and I gave him a small smile.

   "Steve I'm okay." I assured him but he didn't even pretend he believed me.

   "We still need to talk Leah." he added. I carried out the cups we drank from and dumped them in the sink. I started scrubbing the ceramics harder even though they only contained water.

   "Not now Steve." I spat, a little harsh, not that I intended to. "I'm sorry i-" I started but he shook his head.

   "It's fine but don't take long." he said before putting on his coat, "I'm off to the hospital, take care." he added and I nodded.

   I resumed my life like nothing happened. Steve said it was better if I let it all out but.. I couldn't. I haven't slept since that day in the hospital. Steve prescribed some sedatives but my body eventually adjusted to it. Maybe it's because I'm yet to come in terms with reality or I don't want to face reality..

   I sat on the floor looking at the television before turning it off. After staring at the blank television for some minutes, I took my coat and the house keys. 8:32pm. I locked the door and walked to the elevator. A little stroll might make me tired, tired enough to sleep.

~Korisa