If Possible, Live Apart.

"Son?" Mrs. Wyatt called in surprise as she opened the study door. She just thought about passing by and when she saw the lights on, it tore her heart. 

She wish one day, he would be alright again. She prays it won't be too late when he finds that happiness, she prays to be here the day he would smile again. 

With a heavy heart, she walked towards Nicklaus, "It's late. Finish those tomorrow, you have to sleep," 

Nicklaus raised his face from his laptop, "I really can't sleep,"

Mrs. Wyatt shake her head in disagreement, "You have to sleep, son, it's almost four am," she pleaded with him. 

Nicklaus looked at his mother standing before his table and with a low sigh, he started back at his laptop again, "I just can't sleep, the nightmares seem to have multiplied," 

Mrs Wyatt's brows furrowed, calmly she walked closer to him and stood beside him, "Why? Are your pills finished?" she asked worriedly.