Chapter 20 The caretaker

• She kept on crying for hours. She cried so much so her eyeballs threatened to pop out. But she didn’t care; she wanted to cry as much as she could until she would no longer be able to feel the pain, but it didn’t seem to be working, as the intensity of the pain only increased.
• The tears from her eyes blurred her vision and she wasn’t able to see when a grey-haired middle-aged woman entered her bedroom holding a tray in her hand.
• “Oh goddess!” She squealed nearly dropping her tray after taking one good look at Ava, who looked so awful after crying for so long.