About a month ago my girlfriend's mother was taken ill with an aneurism.
Since then I've been always near my gf, at home and at the hospital, but yesterday night it developed in cerebral ischemia.
This morning at work my colleagues were worried about the state of her health. Everyone of them has showed fondness toward me, everyone, including Him.
He has called me in his office and has asked if he could do something calling some good doctors he knows, or if he could do something for me.
Gosh, I feel ashamed for my thoughts.
He was offering his help and me? -Sure you can. Fuck me, here, NOW- That's what my thoughts screamed.
"Thanks, Sir" is all I've been able to say.
I'm only a filthy, sick selfish guy.
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