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I am yet to recover but somehow the idea of being close to death sends me back to the pain I felt days back.

If care was not taken , I wouldn't have been able to see the next day. I kept thinking how Mazon would feel if anything should happen to me. The last thing I wanted was to make him pass through a different kind of pain  no one deserved to have their loved one taken from them.

We might live with each other so much and we hardly talk about our past and everything we have been through.  There was this need to redraw everything we have been through. I could feel the discontent between Mason and his father, I didn't want to cross my boundaries but it seemed that it wasn't just me that had demons to fight. There was always something eating up and it was related to the fear of losing. It was always visible every time I had a crisis, he didn't like to be left in the dark.