I lied.
Again.
My mum asked me if I know what's my uncle's condition.
I hesitated for a moment before telling her that I don't know anything about his condition.
I lied, but that is because I promised my dad that I will not let mum know that he has already told me about my uncle's condition.
I feel bad.
But I didn't want my mum to worry about me and find out that the reason why I've been so quiet and pretending-to-be-happy was because of my uncle.
Well, partly it was because of that.

Reading the old conversations that I've had with her was kinda interesting and fun.
It made me smile because of all her jokes, her complaints and etc.
But it hurts that we won't be the same as the past now .

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