Vroom! Izabelle squeezed her eyes shut as she heard the sound of Marcel’s car speeding out of the mansion. At the back of her mind, she felt that something was wrong somewhere. “Mommy,” her eyes widened and she immediately sprang up from the bed as she heard the soft whimpers of the child. Oh lord, help her so that this child does not wake up right now. If that happened, she was going to be in for big. “Oh God help me.”“Mommy.”What kind of bad luck was this? Why does she have to face this? It seems that the child was also disturbed by the loud sound of Marcel’s car leaving as she turned around in the bed and her eyes opened. “Baby?”“Mommy.”“Yes, baby?”She turned her head to the side in search of her father and she sat up on the bed. Her hair fell on her face as the bonnet she wore to sleep already fell off from her head due to her turns. She wondered where her father was. Maybe the bathroom? She was missing his warmth. “Mommy, where is Daddy?”“Daddy? Da..daddy is..is. Da…d
It was hot. It has that burning sensation. Why is it so hot? Izabelle frowned in her sleep as she felt a burning sensation on her skin. What was hot like this? She frowned and turned her head to the other side. Her hands tried to touch the thing that was burning her skin and she frowned. The thing was soft yet hot. It was too soft to be that hot. She immediately sprang to her feet as something rang in her head. “Rosie?” Her eyes widened. “Sie Sie? Rosie, wake up.”Oh lord, help her. Her daughter was running temperature. Not the regular temperature that we have when sick. It was even more hot than that and if one touched her body, they were going to flinch from how hot it was. Not her Rosie, please. Why was this happening? She just woke up to her daughter's running temperature. Izabelle raised the child’s head and brought her to sit on her thighs while cradling her head. “Rosie, please stop scaring Mommy. What's wrong? Open your eyes please,” she pleaded. “Sie Sie.”Why didn't
“Nick! Nick, how’s my daughter?” Izabelle asked as Nick came out of the room where her daughter was being treated. He pulled off his mask and handed it over to the other doctor who came out with him. “Nick, I'm asking. Tell me, how's my daughter.”“She’s fine, Izabelle. She's okay. You don't have to worry anymore.”“Is she alright? Can I see her?”“Like I said, Rosie is fine. She is a fighter and knows that she shouldn't make her Mommy worry. It was all God's doing. She had a regular fever like every other person and that is the reason why I’m here telling you that she's okay.”“I'm so grateful.”“We give all thanks to God. If this happens and it's not a regular fever, I don't know what we would be saying right now.”“Thank God and thank you so much, Nick. Thank you,” she took a few steps and gave Nick a big hug before breaking away and intending to get into the room her daughter was in. “Wait Izabelle,” his deep voice stopped her from taking any more steps. She turned back to him.
After talking to the unconscious child for a little while, Marcel stood up from the small stool that he had been sitting on beside the child’s bed and he kissed her on her forehead.“Daddy loves you,” not forgetting to mutter how much he loves his darling child, Marcel turned his back to her and strode out of the room. His mood was gloomy like someone who doesn't know how to smile. Maybe he just lost all knowledge of how to smile because his face carried traits of someone who has been shown life and someone who doesn't like smiling. The first person that Marcel met after exiting the room was Izabelle. He saw her face around the hallway and he walked to her. She immediately stopped pacing and faced him as he came near her. “Rosie is going to be okay.”With a cold voice, she replied. “I know. You don't have to tell me.”“Right. I know I'm a stupid piece of shit and I sincerely apologize. I really didn't mean to leave that way, last night.”She ignored him. “Iza.”“I ain't the one th
“Rosie is awake,” Nick announced and immediately he did, Izabelle buried her face on Marcel’s chest and he hugged her too in happiness. Their little bundle of joy was awake. What more could they even ask for? Marcel smiled and moved forward a little to shake Nick’s hand. A little sign of appreciation. He was grateful to the guy. So grateful. “Rosie is awake?” That was from Jared. He has been out for some calls before and only came back now. His eyes scanned the position that his sister and Marcel were in and he frowned. They already resolved just now? What the hell? He glared at Marcel as if he was going to give him another hit on his head.Maybe if care is not taken, that is going to happen very soon. “Yes. She just woke up. The nurses are helping her sit up. I checked her condition and glory be to God because she is doing fine. Sie Sie is a strong girl.”“Thank goodness,” Jared replied. “I'm relieved that Rosie is fine.”Izabelle broke away from Marcel and stared at Nick with gra
“I don't want to join. What Superman and Superbaby game do you two want to play? Don't add me to any childish game,” Izabelle refused as she stood up from the bed to grab a glass of water from the bedside table and she gulped it down. “Mommy, it's not a game. It's real life. Daddy is going to take me along next time and you'll see us on TV while we are saving people. They are going to give us an award.”“Right, Iza. We'll perform our Superman and Superbaby duties and make everyone proud.”“You two watch too many movies. Hence, I'm going to switch off the television and hide all the remote controls in the house. The movies you watch are too many.”Rosie giggled at her mother’s words. It seems that she wasn't scared of the threat as she trusted that her father could take the remote or do something if her mother did as she threatened. “Mommy is jealous.”“What? What should I be jealous about?”Marcel joined in the teasing. “Because you're not super.”“Super huh? You two must have hit
Jared and Nick walked into the room and they both stopped halfway in confusion. What the hell was going on here? The room was a little messy with pillows around and their eyes fell on the little child on the bed. She was staring towards a particular place and they wondered what was there. Their eyes trailed her sight line and fell on the two people at the other side of the room. What in the name of God is going on here? They both frowned in confusion at the sight. Have these two people gone nuts? They sure have. They must have gone nuts because this wasn't how normal people behave. Or is it?Izabelle was holding a glass and it was above her head. Marcel was shrinking to the walk as if he was afraid of the woman and he was whispering something to her that they couldn't hear. Izabelle turned around and the moment she did, she immediately dropped her glass cup on the couch next to them. “What is going on here?” Jared asked. “Uncle Jared, Uncle Nick,” Rosie greeted. “How are you Sie
Two weeks later. Rosie has already been discharged from the hospital and as Marcel promised, he bought her the small toy castle it was placed on the top of her play table, and as she stepped into her room on the day of her discharge, the first thing she saw was the castle and she couldn’t help but scream loudly and run to her father to hug him. Now it’s been two weeks since then and the summer holiday is over. The child had to go back to school and learn to become a better person in the future. These days, Rosie has been eager to go to school and Izabelle doesn’t know why. If it was before, she would grumble and grumble and ask why she always had to go to school. But these days, she even wakes up earlier than usual to take her bath herself and get ready. Yes, that was a new improvement in their lives, Rosie now insists on taking her bath herself. It wasn’t like before when she would insist on taking baby girl treatment and have someone bathe her. Today was a Wednesday and Marcel an