Chapter 88 The Sheets

• Dordrich Fellogan
• She left with the northern sun six weeks ago.
• Those were the hardest weeks of my life. I miss her terribly, this separation is unbearable. I live like a zombie, commit acts in a kind of automatism and have not relaxed in all that time. A few weeks ago my secretary dared me to understand, she pointed out that I was heading for a mental breakdown. In all those weeks, a smile has never crossed my face and my gaze is aimless, she complained.