I sat on the sofa for quite some time. Michael was already asleep by the time I went into the bedroom.

I laid down beside him, and while on the bed, I tossed and turned. I simply couldn’t sleep. Everything at home was draining me.

I was distracted at work on the following day, so I didn’t accomplish much. When it was time to clock off, I went to look for a house to rent. The most urgent matter at hand was to find a decent place to rent, or Steven would be homeless after he got discharged.

 

I searched high and low in the region near the hospital. It took some time before I finally found a place I could afford. The place was rather small, but it was clean and relatively convenient.

It cost about two thousand a month, and I paid one month’s deposit to rent the place.

 

Staring at the cash notes in my wallet, I sighed in exasperation. It would take some time before I received my next salary. How am I going to survive in the coming days?

I had been working for years. Yet, I had fallen to that extent.

With absolutely no other options available, I called Natalie to loan some money from her. It’s not like I could actually starve myself until I receive my salary.

I never enjoyed loaning money from others, but at that moment, the most crucial thing at hand was to survive.

Natalie had always been generous with me. I asked for one thousand, but she transferred two thousand over to my account. With a friend like that, it made me feel warm and fuzzy.

The accommodation issue was solved, so I was relaxed. I wasn’t as gloomy as I was earlier either, so I made a few of Michael’s favorite dishes after I returned to Birchwood.

I was busying away in the kitchen while Michael was reading a finance magazine on the sofa.

“Your mood seems better. Did you find a place to rent?” asked Michael as he flipped the magazine. He never even looked up when he asked that question.

“Yeah, I rented a small place. The interior was decent, and it was quite convenient.”

Michael’s voice prompted me to turn around and look at him. I was a little

share that relief. He simply warned, “Don’t celebrate just yet. This is

took one look at me and said those

instantly turned my mood around. I glared over in displeasure. Darn it, why can’t he just let me be happy for a while? I’ve just

anything to make me happier, but you didn’t need to attack me

and upset yourself in the end. Things won’t progress

away, and his eyes shone

thing is that I have done all I

and she would definitely behave passive-aggressively with me tomorrow. Still, I had already done my best, and there was nothing I could do even if she was

the food on the dining table, I called out to Michael,

his expression was blank,

 

when we were almost done eating. He only tilted his head up and looked

not necessary. I’ll just get a

me, the more troubled I felt. I

you repeatedly reject my offers like that,

constant refusal ignited tiny flames of fury in him. I guess there aren’t

when I saw his somewhat angry eyes. Still, I knew that he was

“T-Thank you.”

the end, I accepted his help. I had always felt especially at ease when he

retired to the bedroom. That was when Michael acted up

groggy and sleepy when his misbehaving

and slapped his hands away. I wanted to ignore him, but his

didn’t do anything the night before, so there was no way he’d let me go

should

rejecting him politely and nicely. I prayed that he was kind that night and would

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