As the closing hour approached, an air of panic began to permeate through the office, casting a shadow over the typically bustling atmosphere. The weight of an unsettling event hung heavily in the air, casting a pall of unease over the employees.
"I wonder who must have done that... killed him," Hilda whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of shock and sorrow. Overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation, she instinctively wrapped her hands over her face, as if seeking solace from the outside world, "we Don't know for sure, if he was murdered by someone Hilda", Rose said. "The news said otherwise"
The news of the tragedy had spread like wildfire in the office, leaving everyone stunned and mummering as they walked by. . Fred was always a beloved figure within the office, and had been known for his kindness and amiable nature, making the loss even more devastating, and unbelievable. Hilda's heart ach
Rose vividly recalled her meticulous plan to visit her mother and subsequently meet Emily at the toy shop, all after a rather quiet day at work, except for the news of Fred's death. As she approached the luxurious limousine now parked in the garage, she couldn't help but think about the undeniable transformations that had taken place since she last saw her mother, a mere seven days ago. Deep down, Rose recognized the necessity of withholding certain details about her relationship with Sebastian from her, fully aware of the potential consequences.Determined not to overlook any crucial discussions, Rose conscientiously set a reminder for herself, ensuring she wouldn't forget to broach the subject of Michael. It had been months since they last conversed and saw her brother, and with his school holidays rapidly approaching, she felt an impending urge for a joyous family reunion. The mere thought of a gathering with her, Mic
As Rose retrieved her phone from her purse, her fingers trembled slightly with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. The unfamiliar number flashed on the screen, and a rush of emotions flooded through her as she answered the call."Hello?" she said, her voice a little shaky."Hey sis, it's me," a familiar yet distant voice greeted her on the other end of the line, it was Michael whom she hadn't spoken to in a long while. The tension between them had strained their relationship, and they had drifted apart over time. But now, in this very unexpected moment, he reached out to her.Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for letting their relationship deteriorate. Memories of their shared childhood flooded her mind, the laughter and adventures they once had together. She missed those days and yearned for a chance to rebuild their bond.He continued, his
Sebastian's eyelids fluttered open, his vision blurred as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. The sterile scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, and the soft hum of medical equipment filled his ears. As his gaze focused, he saw the translucent glass separating the room revealing a glimpse of the hallways of the hospital And there, perched on a bench, sat Damian, his figure outlined by the dim hospital Lights.A mixture of relief and curiosity coursed through Sebastian's veins as he took in the sight. His legs were wrapped in pristine white bandages, rendering them immobile, while his head and one arm were similarly wrapped in protective coverings. With a sudden surge of realization, he tried to move his limbs, only to be met with a profound absence of sensation. Panic surged within him as the gravity of his situation settled like a heavy weight on his chest.Just as Sebastian'
Hey," Maya said, her voice trailing off as she neared Rose, her footsteps slow and deliberate. Rose looked up from her phone, her eyes briefly meeting her mother's before returning to the screen of her phone."Hey," Rose replied, her voice lacking its usual enthusiasm. The corners of her lips twitched into a faint smile, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared."Sorry I kept you waiting," Maya continued, her voice tinged with a mix of exhaustion and affection. "All these kids, you know? They're relentless, always demanding what they want, never giving you a moment's rest."Maya settled down beside Rose, her gaze fixed on her daughter's face, searching for any sign of distress. Concern etched deep lines on Maya's forehead as she waited for a response. This was the case the last time she saw Rose she hadn't had a genuine reason to smile since her wedding, she now had a constant outlook of
Is it me, or did you just grin, Rose?" Maya asked, perplexed by the sudden change in Rose's facial expression. They had never spoken about Sebastian before. The last time they did, Rose deliberately kept some things to herself, and she knew. She also knew that he had hurt her.I don't know, Mum," Rose said, her voice filled with uncertainty. The direction of her emotions had become a labyrinth, and she felt lost within its tangled web. She raised her trembling hands to her head, fingers combing through her tousled brown hair, allowing a cascade of curls to spill around her face in intricate patterns."We just had a time out, Mother, and I can't make sense of it all," Rose continued, her frustration palpable. Conflicting emotions swirled within her, creating a storm that threatened to consume her sanity. She searched for answers, desperately seeking clarity amidst the chaos. After
It's true," Rose said, her voice trembling, as she instinctively covered her mouth with her hands. Her eyes darted around the room, her mind racing with a mix of fear and urgency. "I better go."Maya, Rose's mother, looked at her with concern etched on her face. She could sense the gravity of the situation and wanted to offer support. "Who was it, Rose?" Maya asked, her voice filled with worry, as Rose began to hastily gather her belongings, preparing to leave.Rose paused for a moment, trying to compose herself amidst the chaos of her thoughts. "It wasn't someone that I've heard of before," she finally replied, her voice quivering. "He said his name is Damian. I think he's someone from the hospital."A wave of anxiety washed over Maya as she processed the information. She couldn't bear the thought of her daughter facing another loss, what it'll do to her. "I'm coming with you,"
Damian stood outside, his fingers fumbling nervously with his phone. Waves of anxiety washed over him as he pondered his grave mistake. How could he have misjudged so gravely? The person he had just called was definitely not the one he intended to reach. The weight of his error bore down on him, causing him to bow his head and run his hands through his luscious, ebony locks. As he lifted his hair, it cascaded through his fingers, the strands dancing in the air as if he were a model posing for a photoshoot. In that moment, anybody could easily mistake his worry for a captivating display of elegance and confidence.His fine, dominating body radiated an aura that was impossible to ignore. His alluring good looks had a magnetic pull on those who saw him. Damian was in a state of turmoil after making a recent mistake and talking to Ivy instead of Rose. He was aware of the possible upheaval he had unintentionally started. As h
Heart pounding, Ivy pushed open the door labeled "Room 79" and stepped inside, her hopes soaring high. The soft glow of dimmed lights bathed the room in a tranquil ambiance, revealing a spacious suite with plush furniture and tasteful decor. Her gaze immediately fell upon the figure lying motionless on the bed, hidden beneath a thin white sheet.Without a second thought, Ivy rushed forward, her footsteps muffled by the carpeted floor. Adrenaline surged through her veins as she thought about the imminent reunion with Sebastian. She wanted to by all means see his face, to hold his hand, and to try to relive those moments that they spent together, and hopefully bring them back.But as she neared the bedside, a hand shot out from the shadows, gently but firmly grasping her arm. Startled, Ivy turned her head to find a shocked nurse standing beside her, her eyes filled with questioning and a confused look .Who are you, Miss?" She