“Fuck! I can't sit back here and watch bad things happening to my father. Not this to me around when I've spent a lot to make him come back to life. Never!” Mason stumped his feet on the ground in full force. “Sir Mason, if you don't mind your food is on the table.” Aunty Margret majestically walked to his face where he stood pointing her hands towards the arranged tray on the table. “For now, I'm not feeling hungry. Thank you for the amazing meal but I will pass for now.” He ignored the meal and headed back upstairs. Aunty Margret did not feel comfortable with his approach so she pressed further, “Won't you at least take a spoon or two?” She stood at the stairs watching him climb at full speed. Mason stopped walking and turned his back to give her a response, “Like, I earlier said I don't want to eat anything and I don't want you to question my decision for now. Take my words seriously for once, Aunty Margret.” He continued his steps on the stairs. Aunty Margret couldn't utter a
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