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127. Back Then
LeemaMartha is the typical mother who always brings snacks wherever she goes to give to children. A kidnapper does the same too, but no, she's different, in a good way lol
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Till Time Do Us Part 128. Toothbrush
"No, no, no, I didn't mean it that way, Martha." Gray Stewart chuckled nervously. "You know how the hospital atmosphere is a bit gloomy, right?" "I know, sweetie." Martha softly giggled. "I'm just kidding." "Oh," Gray breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay," she said as she finished setting up the food. "Do I only need to buy a toothbrush?" "Oh, fetch me some toilet paper too, sweetie." "Alright." As Gray left the hospital building, she stood by the sidewalk, pondering. "Where was the convenience store again?" she mumbled to herself. Not that the surroundings had always been foreign to her; however, being the unsociable person that she was, pretty much every place aside from the space of her apartment was alien to her. Keeping her hands tucked on her overcoat, she strolled down the street, eyeing every store she passed by. And as she crossed a pedestrian lane, the store signs were a series of neon lights. The street was busy booming with passersby; some entering stores, some leaving,
Till Time Do Us Part 129. Awaken
"I didn't drink for almost half a decade and this is how it ends? A drop of the strongest liquor?" thought Gray Stewart to herself. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" "I've always known you can hold your drink very well," he said. "But you still amazes me, darling. One of my bartenders had one and got knocked out right after the chocolate passed his gut." "How'd you wind up here, anyway? he added. "You ghosted me for three years, I can't say I'm not hurt, darling." "I'm sorry." She crossed her arms flat on the counter and sank her head. "I'm not supposed to be here." "Where are you supposed to be, then?" "Toothbrush." She abruptly lifted her head. "Huh?" She rose from her seat. "I gotta go, Madam Crown." "I really missed you, Gray." He smiled weakly. "Me too, madam." She leaned forward and gave him a peck on the cheek. She headed for the door. As she held the door open, he spoke, "do I have to wait nearly half a decade again to see you?" "I don't know, madam. We'll see," she an
Till Time Do Us Part 130. Blinking Game
A slight smile slowly formed on his face. "Worth a shot though." Zia snickered as she just listened in on them. "Okay next," Gray continued. "Do you know my full name?" He blinked once. "Do you know I'm a freelance makeup artist?" He blinked once. "Do you know I'm your coolest friend?" He blinked a lot of times rapidly. "I see your kindness got knocked out of your brain," she scoffed, pretending to look upset. He blinked twice. "Does it hurt anywhere?" His eyes swiveled momentarily as if checking if he was feeling pain on his body, then he looked back at her and blinked twice. "He must still be feeling numb and groggy because of the sedative," said Zia as she stabbed a blueberry with a fork on her tiny hand and brought it to her small mouth. "Oh, okay," said Gray. She looked back at him. "Can you breathe okay?" He inhaled slowly through the oxygen mask then breathed out. He did another one. Then he looked at her and blinked once. "What are you, a doctor?" Zia smirked. G
Till Time Do Us Part 131. Mysterious Sophia
Martha Bartlett stood on the other side of Edward’s hospital bed and had a conversation with the doctor. "What exactly happened when he woke up?" Gray whispered. Zia grabbed two magazines and handed one to her while she used the other one to hide her face. "I was just talking to him because I thought he was sleeping. Then I saw his hand move, then he called my name." Gray took the magazine and also hid her face behind it. "Sophia?" "No, Zia." "Does he now know you're Zia?" "I don't know." Gray eyed her. "Just what were you telling him?" "Just...stuff." Zia averted her eyes. "What stuff?" Zia turned to her. "Where were you last night? "Just...somewhere." Now it was Gray's turn to avert her eyes. "Where somewhere?" "Call it even and I'll let you sleep in my bed for a day." Zia scoffed. "A month." "Two days." "Three weeks." "Three days." "Two weeks." Gray grunted. "One week." "Call." "Call." The two shared a quick handshake. "Hey, girls." "Oh, fuck!" Gray whispere
Till Time Do Us Part 132. Homework
"I think a month," blurted Zia Scott. "Or a year?" added Gray, who just followed Zia's nonsense comment. Martha's forehead wrinkled. "What?" "Auntie, eat," Zia said in a panic and handed her a piece of bread. "Yes. Eat, Martha, you must still be really exhausted." Gray handed her the jam. "Thanks, kids." Martha softly chuckled. *** "So what's your favorite cartoon, Sophia?" asked Edward, still laying down on his hospital bed. His oxygen mask had already been removed an hour ago at noon although the IV, collar and ECG machine still remained. He could already speak with no brakes, and his upper muscles were already mobile although his lower limbs would still ache and there were still hints of frailness from his listless way of speaking and his torpid movements. Zia, who was seated on a stool beside him, answered, "Uhh...Tom and Jerry?" Edward softly chuckled. "They're still airing that?" Considering the five-year old little Sophia was actually a facade of the twenty-five-year o
Till Time Do Us Part 133. Mammal
She couldn't help but to also laugh at his answer. Indeed among the three of them, if Edward was an angel inside and out, Gray would seem to be the contradiction--like a reformed demon. She was an untamed feral in her childhood days and Zia had her own share of taming the beast into a presentable human being that she was now. Being the one with a balanced personality, Zia acted like the guardian that prevented the excessively kind Edward from being taken advantage of, and ensured that the ferocious Gray wouldn't beat to death the people that would do so. Zia, in a concept, was an integral cog to their friendship and growth. "But please call her out if you hear your Aunt Gray use that word to a person again, okay?" he added. "Okay!" she responded with enthusiasm. "But was that your homework?" His brows furrowed. "What's a mammal?!" she exclaimed in panic. "A mammal?" He momentarily stared blankly into a distance. "It's a class of animals that are distinguished by having hair or fur
Till Time Do Us Part 134. Bachelorette
"Good morning, uncle Edward!" little Sophia's beaming smile greeted Edward Bartlett as soon as he opened his eyes. "Good morning, Sophia." He smiled back. She giggled. "Did you sleep well?" "Yes, I did," he answered. "What about you?" "I slept well too!" she hopped on her seat as she answered. "You came so early," he noted. Apparently, Gray and little Sophia didn't spend the night at the hospital. "Because I want to see you already!" she answered with a big smile on her face. He could almost see her big round eyes gleaming. "Is that so?" He slowly sat up and positioned the pillow against his back. "I feel so honored." He softly chuckled. "You should be." She brought both hands on her hips, acting smug. "I am a very busy person." He softly chuckled at her precociousness. Then he eyed her clothes. "You're wearing a lovely blue dress today." "Of course!" She smirked. "Because I have better fashion sense than Gray and her forlorn wardrobe. You should see her closet, it's like a b
Till Time Do Us Part 135. Dinner Together
Zia Scott heard beeping on the door and then approaching footsteps while she was watching an evening drama on the flat screen. Gray passed by the living room and straight to the bathroom. Zia rose and headed to the kitchen. "Did you lose your watch?" she said loudly. Gray went out of the bathroom. "No, why?" Zia shot her an angry look. "You said you'd be back in an hour or two. It's been three hours." Gray hiked her eyebrows. "And?" "And now the food's cold." Zia started to sulk. "What, you cooked?" "Why? Did you eat already?" Zia's voice rose. "No, no I didn't." Gray entered the kitchen. "So what did you cook?" She opened the two pots on the countertop. "I see. Pot roast and mashed potato? Definitely good." Gray looked down at her, who was obviously laying out her annoyance. Then Gray suddenly lifted her by her waist and put her on a chair by the dining table. "Just sit still there, your highness, while I reheat the food." Zia stared at Gray's back while she moved around in
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