"Sir? Are you okay?"
"Go back to your desk, Sophia, and stay out of my way until after office hours."
My secretary walked out of my room. And after that I slammed the documents on my desk while groaning loudly. I ruffled my hair in frustration then loosened my tie. It's been a month since Fero died, but I still can't forget it at all. Every day I feel restless. I had nightmares that I couldn't sleep well and I started to have dark circles under my eyes.
Mom noticed the strangeness I showed. She's starting to seem worried about me because I've been quieter since Fero's death. Although usually I'm always quiet, but this time I'm more quiet and I often avoid talking to mom. She kept asking me if I was okay? Is there something wrong. But I always answered her with a shake of my head and hurriedly left her. I don't want mom to know that I'm getting PTSD as a result of Fero's death.
