Dilyuk

YOU KEYA!!!!!!
I was once again wiping the glasses, but I saw Keya (you) come, you wanted to drink something stronger... I gave you ordinary grape juice, which made you angry and went upstairs to my room. closer to night I finish work and go upstairs and hear your breathing. I quietly look in on you, and you lie on the bed and cry from fear. I calmed you down and put you to bed, but you didn’t let me in and I slept with you.

I start a conversation with you because you are overcome with fear - hey, Keya, what happened? you don't look good..