The Pain of Waiting

Harper was sitting on a bench outside the house on a drizzling afternoon. Just one day left from the agreement she had with Mrs. Keevah about patiently waiting. After that, she would be free to look for Damon on her own.

Where to start is not the question.

The question is how.

She already has a name: Marion. It was the name Damon mentioned that one time when he said he has discovered a new pack led by someone with the name. To say where it is would be easy. Being a Redmayne, she can always pull some strings.

Hector cried, breaking the monotony of the moment. Harper looked down at the baby and gave it a smile. A soft reassuring smile that everything would be okay now.

Some says babies can feel their mother’s stress. Maybe it was why Hector sleeps late now. Maybe it’s also the reason that he eats less. If those were true, then Harper should be worried. As what Mrs. Keevah said to her one time, she should take matters on her own hands. She’s with a child now. That meant everything sh