five (1/1)

A month has passed by since the incident. I stayed in my room, not wanting to go out. A meal a day, is just enough. Sunday is still gloomy, even worser now. "Hana, eat please." Mom brought some food. I was pale enough to die. I shook my head, as a no to eating. "You look really sick now. Dad is worry about you." Mom said. "If he's worry, send me to Mark then." I insisted. "Never!" Dad suddenly appeared. "Go out!" I pointed the door, making them go out. They went out of my room, leaving me alone.I took my phone, checking my messages. I always text him without anyone knows. He was fine, he usually waits for me to come to the cafe every Sunday but no, I didn't. The maid went in my room, I quickly hid the phone. We exchanged glances, I put my finger at my lips, a secret. The maid nodded, and quickly took the laundry away. I sighed, looking out the window. Mom walked in again. "Hana, do you want to go out?" she asked. I nodded lightly. "Dress up, wait for me downstairs." she smiled. I quickly dressed up and went downstairs. I saw the driver was out at the driveway. I ran at him, whispering him something. I told him that just say yes where Mom want to go but go to the 7 Coffee cafe. The driver nodded and went into the car. "Are you ready?" Mom appeared and went inside the car. I nodded and sat beside her. "To the 7 Coffee cafe please." Mom told the driver. Yes, I was shocked. Mom looked at me and smiled. Okay, that was weird. We arrived at the cafe, I breathe in