Chapter 68

'He is dead.' The doctor announced. He tried to sound sympathetic, but the frequent use of those words had taken away the emotions from them. Instead, they sounded so formal, void of any feelings.

Mirabel had found her father's head bent on his desk in his study. She initially thought he had fallen asleep, except that it didn't sit right with her for her father to fall asleep in his study.

She touched him and he looked rigid, stiff, and unresponsive. Her senses raised and she tried to lift him but he just slumped to the other side limply.

She alerted the others and the four of them; Mirabel, Shawn, Michelle, and Mary had rushed him to the hospital.

'What do you mean by that?' Mary demanded. Shawn was quick to grab her by her arm and keep her in place as she was already moving to grasp the doctor by the collar.

'Get a hold of yourself.' Michelle advised, her expression gloomy as she moved to comfort Mary who was already sobbing bitterly.

Shawn left Mary in Michelle's care and went with