Angelo's mother simply opened her mouth gently and did her best to swallow although she was very weak and tired for Angelo doesn't know how long. this was uncommon even for his bastard of a father, considering that the wound on her chest was from a blade or a sharp object it meant that his father must have gotten his hands on a broken bottle or something and went on a freaking rampage through the house until he got mother down for the count and left her to die like an animal! Angelo clutched his mother in his arms glad she was accepting the medicine although considering her strength she didn't have much a choice in the matter to begin with. his mother always looked so beautiful in even the simplest of cloths and to see his mother this close to knocking on deaths door was traumatizing to say the least considering how regretful and angry he felt towards himself about not coming here sooner and maybe stopping his father from doing this to his saint of a mother!