บท 109: Chapter 108

Maybe that therapist knew what she was talking about. He had actually thought too much and he was on bedrest. He couldn't hide stuff like this from his mum and believe him he had tried. He honestly felt like his head was swollen. Too bad it wasn't something that he could push to the back. He had to deal with this first before anything.

He sighed as he sat up slowly. Just a small movement felt like his head was going to fall off, but he knew it wouldn't. He'd had a hundred of concussions from collisions. This was just like that. He picked up his journal that he had started writing in. It seemed that there was a lot to uncover. There was a lot that he had forgotten and he actually heeded the therapist's advice to write his thoughts down.

He didn't know if the wrote them down in order, but he would piece them together. He was sure he would.