"Chapter 31- Insomnia (who's the traitor)"

[Klein's Pov]

I wonder why he sent me a letter when he can just chat with me online... Is he that traditional of a person? I smiled while getting the stool in front of my vanity. I sat and smiled even though I haven't seen the message in the letter.

Gosh... why am I like this...- I opened the letter seeing a poem written in it,

"You promised that we'll do everything when we're finally get reunited,

seems like I broke the promise first due to my impatience,

I somehow can't live without you,

You made me believe... hope is still within us during our darkest time,

However, I can't love you in the dark, not yet

I must seek for light, for the both of us,

for us to love again."

What do you mean by this, Tristan...

I felt heavy while reading the poem as if he's sacrificing his life just to send this letter to me, but, what if he's really trying to sacrifice his life for me... just to seek light in the darkness, or what if he's gonna cut ties with me to be with the woman. My heart dropped by just thinking of it, I threw the paper but the heavy feeling still stuck inside of my heart, I feel like bursting out.

What am I gonna do... without him? my first friend? and my first... never mind, what am I thinking- he's not the type who cut ties with me or leave me in the air just like that, but if he really did... I won't forgive him until I die.

I felt weak and nauseous, I feel so livid as I walk towards my bed trying to fight and chase my insomnia away but it seems my insomnia has gotten stronger after this. On my bed, I hugged my pillow as I folded my legs while staring at my lamp, shutting my eyes while trying to think of a scene that comforts me, however, I remembered he's the only scene that can comfort me at a time like this but it seems like he's fading away from my life.

What am I gonna do, vulnerability took over my body as stared at my hand laying on the bed, watching my hand twitch.

***

As soon as I opened my eyes and I saw a lot of servants looking at me, why are they looking at me like that? I noticed my hand looks pale with my eyes all puffed. "Lay down," my grandmother said as soon as she saw me trying to get up from bed, the servants made way for her to pass by. "What's happening?" I asked and held my head as soon as it felt so heavy, "I don't know, ask the doctor," she said eyeing the doctor who is in front of me.

Doctor? he was completely blended in the servants. "You have Iron deficiency," the doctor diagnosed while staring at me beside my grandmother, "What? but I'm eating well, and what clearly happened?". One ginger-haired servant came in front with a hesitant look on her face, her green eyes looked at me in the eye for a second but went back to the ground, she gulped while finally looking at me.

Why is she like that...

"You...- you passed out while walking through the hallways, and suddenly bumped onto me so I fell... and-" she gulped again as her eyes waver and looking again at the ground, my grandmother stared at her strange actions with a suspicious expression. "when I tried to wake you up- that's the time I knew you passed out because you look pale," she said and glanced at her back, looking at the two servants who are sneering behind her.

Nutmeg... I taste nutmeg... why is that...

I touched my lips as I try to remember, it was all vivid... "Nutmeg," I muttered, "Pardon?" the doctor said while looking at me so confused, "You said... nutmeg right?" the doctor added while rubbing his chin. My grandmother looked at the ginger-haired maid with a frown, "Too much nutmeg can make an adult pass out, it's like a temporary poison, or let's just say it could make a person's brain go wacky,"

but if it happens to children, the effects will be different... I see,

"Then someone used nutmeg on me and then mixed it with sleeping pills, but how come I can't remember what happened," I said while smelling my breath again and noticed something,

alcohol? what happened to me? I'm sure I don't drink alcohol.

"You reek of alcohol, that may be another clue," The doctor said. "I don't like the taste of alcohol, and I'm not an alcoholic either," I said with my brows knotted as I stare at my pale hands. The doctor and my grandmother both look at each other and nodded, the doctor looked at me again and smile softly. "You have to rest first, solve this matter later, Sir," he said while he gestured to my grandmother to offer a discussion.

All the servants were dismissed and left me alone in my room, what happened...