After injecting sedative on Kimberly she fall back to sleep and Andy started asking Henry about Kimberly's condition. But before he could speak Nathan was calling him over the phone.
"See you at my office." He said. "It's Nathan and he was asking the same question. Let's go." He added and they walk back to his office.
"What happened Henry?" Nathan quickly ask as they enter the room.
"We need to call back the Psychiatrist. Perhaps it's the ASD symptoms. All I can say right now is she still not in good shape." Henry speaks sadly.
"But yesterday were okay. She even asked me to sleep beside her." Nathan asked.
"Yes, yesterday was a miracle but as you can see a while ago it's different... she was still scared of you. The trauma is still right there." Henry explained.
"So what should we do?" Andy asked.
"Like I said she need to see the Psychiatrist again, it's the best way we can do now." Henry answered.
"But what if I tell her the t
"How are you? Did you visit her?" Henry started."I can't. I must obey Doctor Isaac, it's for Kimberly sake." Nathan shakes head while staring nowhere."I don't think so." Henry disagreed so Nathan glance at him."She's so mad at me Henry...giving back everything I gave her." Nathan sighed."How about your kidney? Did you tell her about it? Can she bring it back?" Henry retorted."Henry___" Nathan was surprised, he almost forget about it."C'mon Nathan, she just can't leave you... yes you're an idiot but you almost gave everything only for her." He insists."It's because I love her... I love her all my life... I've never love anyone else like this before__" Nathan said sadly."I know, that's why I want you to visit Kimberly... you deserve to be with her...you just need to explain your side.""But how about Andy?""You don't have to say anything about Andy...just tell her about the charitable institution was only you and y
They were both quiet as they left alone. Kimberly's eyes are on the floor while Nathan stares at her feeling so hurt and guilty."Where are the divorce papers?" she asked still not looking at his face."Here" he handed to her the envelope."Where would I sign?""Kimberly, why don't we go out for dinner first?" Nathan changed the topic."Sorry, but I can't go anywhere else... the doctor advice me to stay in bed." She refused/"I'll just call for delivery, what do you want to eat?" he offered."Nothing... thank you, is this where I sign?" she repeated the question."You should eat first." He insists."Please!" her tone raised and finally glance at his sad eyes that weaken her as tears fell suddenly on her cheeks."Kimberly..." Nathan kneels down in front of her."Why? Why did you choose her? You said you'll wait__" she cried."What do you mean?" Nathan strokes her face, wiping her tears."
"I'm not a God, Kimberly." He was frustrated."But you should at least wait for me to wake before you buried her..." she insists."It was A____" Nathan paused as he thought it would be better if she didn't learn that it was Andy who decided it until she gave birth. He don't want her to get mad at Andy with her condition right now. "Sorry... but it's been a week, your mom suffered for almost six years... I just thought that it was not right to let her suffer more." Nathan still took all the responsibility in blaming himself for everything that happened."I hate you for doing that! I hate you because you didn't give me the chance to mourn for my mom." Kimberly was a bit mad."Sorry..." he repeated."If only my first customer in the pub house was not wealthy as you...I guess it will be easy for me to accept that mom died because of another reason... if you haven't found me that rainy night with those guys who paid for me ___" she speaks in pain more.
Since that summer has officially begun, it should not come as a surprise that the night was burning and humid. A public establishment, one of the most diverting spots in the city's midst, where everybody was on fire while wearing a devil smile. Everyone wishes they could experience something remarkable at midnight. A location with lights that flash on and off and music that is really loud and bizarre. And the entire crowd became energized, rowdy, and full of eager dancers. They move their bodies in rhythmic waves and grooves as if there is no tomorrow.When the disk jockey switches to more seductive and relaxing music, everyone suddenly begins to dance together in close quarters. The man quickly wraps his hands around the girl's waist and pulls her closer to his own body. It's almost as if he's taking ownership of her while his hand rummages around on her body. His lips moved fast over hers as he kissed her hastily while he was overcome with lust.In addition, as the intensity of the
Kimberly was ready to go when she had second thoughts inquiring about the arrogant man's condition, which led her closer to the bed. Before she begins speaking, she takes a few deep breaths to compose herself."Mr., Are you sure you're all right?" She repeated her question to the man but received no response, so she left out the room."Excuse me, Sir, where can I get a ride to the Subway?" She approached the security personnel to whom the man was talking earlier."Subway? But it's already late, Lady, it would take you four hours journey to go there, and there's no car available here." He replied courteously."What about taxis? Is it possible for you to call me a cab, please?" She insists."The shuttle will be available at five tomorrow morning and take you outside the villa, where you can get a ride to the taxi station, but if it is important, why don't you ask Mr. Conner to give you a ride?" He suggested that she let out a long sigh."I'm sorry, Madam." He apologized."That's okay, t
As the sun had risen, the man woke up with a severe headache. Suddenly, he realized he was not in his room. He shut his eyes again, striving to recollect the previous night's events. He blinked his eyes for quite some time and cautiously got out of bed upon realizing he was naked. The man recalled having sex last night, but his partner wasn't there, which he didn't bother because he was used to doing things like this. However, as he drew the blanket, the bloodstain on the bedsheet shocked him. "Could it possibly be?" He uttered, and shame rushed over him as he remembered the young lady's horrified face. He walked to the bathroom and had a quick shower, and as the water poured on his body, he felt regretful. "Perhaps it was her first," he mumbled as he thought about her. "Oh, fuck! I was so drunk that I didn't notice!" he hit the wall out of frustration. "What the hell was she doing at the bar? Is she a prostitute for real?" He thought about it some more. "Please, Mr., there's a mist
It was another long, exhausting, hard-working day, yet he still managed to visit the bar where he met her. Unfortunately, he was unlucky since she did not come up in the evening. He returned to the bar every night, hoping to see her again until he chose another woman from whom he planned to obtain information. But unlike the lady he was looking for, the woman, whose age was the same as him, was very aggressive, seductive, and well-experienced. "You appear to be quite hot!" He smirked, but in the back of his mind, he knew it would be an ordinary night with another cheap woman, a small piece of contentment but not satisfaction. "How long have you been a bar?" He inquired after their first round. "Why?" The woman scoffed. "Do you know all the waitresses?" He persisted. "Like all of them? Of course I do. I'm a pioneer. I must know who comes in and out! That's business!" "So, maybe you know someone. She had this long, curly brown hair, a little fair, and she was, I think, about twenty
It had been a month since he met Kimberly, and he was still trying and hoping to see her at the bar again. It was a gloomy night with heavy rain, and nobody could tell why, in the middle of the summer season, it was raining like that. And nobody could tell if maybe his long wait was over as he parked the car in front of the bar. A group of fellow young men was enjoying the rain together with a girl so familiar with him. He watched them closely until one of the guys pushed the girl as she remained in front of the car door. Then the guy got mad and used force to rip her blouse and kiss her aggressively while the others were clapping their hands, shouting, and slamming the car roof. They were enjoying the scene, so he exited the car to stop them. "What's happening there?" He shouted and walked towards them. Kimberly was shocked to see his face, and her eyes widened with fear. "What do you want?" The guy asked while holding Kimberly's arm hard. "Let go of the girl!" He warned. "She's a