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129. Awaken
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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
Last Updated : 2022-06-23Till 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
Last Updated : 2022-06-24Till 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
Last Updated : 2022-06-25Till 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
Last Updated : 2022-06-26Till 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
Last Updated : 2022-06-27Till 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
Last Updated : 2022-06-29Till Time Do Us Part 136. To the Mall
“Come on, wake up already!” Zia grunted as she pulled on Gray’s blanket who was sleeping on the couch. Gray groaned. “I don’t have work today. Go play with your barbie and stop bothering me.” She yawned and tucked herself in the blanket. “The food is gonna get cold again!” whined Zia and pulled hard on the blanket with all her strength that made Gray fall down the floor. “Oww,” Gray groaned. Then she glared at Zia. Zia just stood unwavered with her arms crossed. “Eat or I’m not cooking for you anymore.” Gray grumpily stood up and went to the dining table. She stretched out her body and groaned. “I swear my back is killing me.” Zia also went to the table and hopped on a chair. They started to eat. There were buttered sandwiches, bacon, sunny-side-ups, pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs and milk on the table. “Damn it, my whole body is sore,” groaned Gray as she stabbed a sausage with a fork and brought it to her mouth. Zia quietly snickered, putting food on her plate. Gray saw
Last Updated : 2022-06-29Till Time Do Us Part 137. Coincidence
Gray Stewart’s attention shifted to the voice coming from behind her. It was a familiar voice. She could look over her shoulder but she didn’t want to. A head peered from beside her. It was Sarah Lewis. “So, it’s really you,” she said. “I doubted myself for a second since you didn’t look back when I called.” Meanwhile, Zia was preoccupied with her zealousness for shopping. In the few minutes since she entered the boutique, she was already able to find 6 clothes that she wanted to try on. Struggling to gather the clothes with her short arms, she walked toward the entrance where Gray was standing and saw her talking to a saleslady. The saleslady’s back was facing her. She approached them. “Gray, could you hold this?” she said as she attempted to pass the clothes to Gray. She caught the sales lady's attention and the woman turned around. And before Gray could grab the clothes, Zia’s arms felt goosebumps and she dropped the clothes. Her eyes were dilated and jaw dropped as she frozenl
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Till Time Do Us Part 190. Persuasion
“Give me ten reasons why I should go with you,” said Gray who was sitting on the dining table with her cheek leaning on her palm as she listlessly yawned, staring at her empty plate. “One, you’re my guardian,” said Zia, cooking in the kitchen. “Two, you’re the only one who knows about my situation. Three, you’re my best friend. Four, you have nothing else to do---” “Excuse you but I have a jam-packed schedule today,” countered Gray. Zia sneered. “Really? Like what?” “I have a three to five hours schedule of resting after breakfast, five-hour nap after lunch and ten to fifteen hours of sleep after dinner.” Gray leaned back on the chair, still yawning. “How rude of you to assume I have nothing else to do.” Zia brought a cedar planked salmon on a wooden plate to the table with oven mitts over her hands. “Five, a child like me can’t go alone,” she continued, ignoring what Gray just said. “Six, you won’t be spending a penny because it’s my card.” She went back to the kitchen. “Seven, I
Till Time Do Us Part 189. Tonight
“I wonder where we should be eating tonight.” A look of puzzlement crossed Edward Bartlett’s face. He turned to her. “Excuse me?” Belinda continued scrolling down her phone. “I mean, that last restaurant was good too but I think it’ll be more fun to explore other restaurants as well.” “Uhmm…” He paused, staring off into space, thinking. “Did we decide to go eat out together tonight?” She chuckled. “Oh, would you rather we eat in your apartment? I can’t cook so I just figured we’re eating out, but if you say you’re cooking then let’s.” “No.” He lightly chuckled and softly scratched his cheek. “I’m sorry but…” He looked at her with an awkward expression in his eyes. “What I meant was that I don’t remember talking to you about having dinner together, b-but did we?” He approached her. “I might have just forgotten although I don’t think I’ll forget something like that.” The corner of her lips slightly twitched and her jaw half-dropped. “O-oh, I…I’m so-sorry. I just…I just thought we’r
Till Time Do Us Part 188. Suburbs
In a highly respected suburb on the outskirts of the city stood the two-storey house of Theresa Scott. A vintage house in calming shades of wood with a spacious front lawn surrounded with waist-high wooden gates. In the early waking of the sun, Theresa was mowing her lawn. She was a woman in her late forties, medium size with an average height of 5 foot 4 inches. She had shoulder-length straight blonde hair and ocean eyes. She wore a vintage clothing style and stood like a mighty oak. And even as her age was evident in her facial features, it could be agreed that she was an attractive woman in her youth with oozing charisma. As she was pushing the lawn mower, a sedan pulled over at the gates. Her attention shifted to the person who climbed out of the car. “Sweetie!” exclaimed Theresa as she saw Gray approaching the gates. She walked toward her and opened the gate and pulled her in for a tight hug with a big smile across her face. “Hi, Theresa,” said Gray monotonously. Theresa pull
Till Time Do Us Part 187. Lost
"Where is it again?" Zia Scott mumbled to herself as she glanced around the doors on the corridor. While looking around as she walked aimlessly, she fell flat on the floor as she bumped into what felt like a hard pole. When she looked up, it was a bald old man, perhaps a teacher. The old man crouched down and helped her stand up. "I'm so sorry, little girl. I didn't see you there. Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you, sir," she replied as she dusted off the dirt on her frilly white skirt. "Where were you going, little girl?" He crouched down and looked at her. "Uhmm." She hesitated. "I'm looking for Sir Bartlett." "Oh!" he exclaimed. "Another one of Edward's pupils." He chuckled. "Look here, little girl." He moved beside her and held her shoulders. "If you turn that corner over there," he said as he pointed out his finger. "His room is in the third door you see. He's probably there." She turned around and smiled from ear to ear. "Thank you, mister." Then she did as he inst
Till Time Do Us Part 186. Changed
After taking off the blood stained shirt with the hole on it, Gray Stewart hung it on a hook behind the door of a toilet cubicle she was in. Rummaging inside a paper bag, she took out a black buttoned shirt, identical to the one she took off. Tearing off the tag, she then changed into it. When she raised both arms slightly over her shoulders to slide in the sleeves, she felt a pang on her stomach.“Damn that woman,” she mumbled to herself as she slowly buttoned her shirt, all the while glaring at the blood stained shirt in front of her. “Well, it’s not like she asked you for help.”However, even having said that, she could still not be mollified.She took out her long hair that had been tucked in the shirt on her back. “Has she always been like that?”And with that thought, her head refreshed the day she first had an interaction with her. It was at the time when Edward had been hospitalized after his car accident. Gray and Zia were both in the hospital, substituting Martha. A knock on
Till Time Do Us Part 185. Impaled
Gray Stewart casted her trembling eyes at the man who also bore the same expression as her—just as stupefied.After meeting her eye-to-eye and seeing her pained expression, the man lowered his gaze and finally noticed his hand still gripping on the hilt of the knife impaled on her stomach. Although the oozing blood was not apparent through her black buttoned shirt, when the warm blood touched and imprinted itself on the edge of the man’s gripping hand, it made him let go in trepidation. He finally realized what he had done.“I…I…” the man cried, his wobbly legs slowly stepping back.Gray, on the other hand, just followed him with the orbs of her eyes, her mouth gaping in unutterable pain.Unable to notice the rock behind the man, he tripped over it and fell down as he continuously stepped back. “I-it’s not my fault!” he barked as he crawled his way out of their sight.Belinda, who was hiding herself behind Gray, finally spoke. “God,” she sighed. “That was really scary just now.” She s
Till Time Do Us Part 184. Impulse
This was the time when Gray Stewart had just left the apartment building. Having impulsively decided to go out just to get away from her obnoxious brother, she actually had no destination in mind. Dawdling in front of the building, she heard footsteps coming from the elevator and when she looked back, it was Azriel on his way out.She immediately hid a certain distance beside the building, hoping to conceal her presence behind a tree while eying the main door.“Why am I even hiding?” she thought to herself, furtively looking, locking her eyes at the door. “I don’t know.”A few minutes later, a silver Aston Martin Rapide pulled over in front of the building. A man wearing a suit came out from the driver’s seat, turned from behind the car and opened the back passenger’s side door.Just as well, Azriel came out of the door as if waiting for the man and after exchanging words with the man in a suit that appeared to be his chaperone, Azriel finally went inside.The man closed the door and
Till Time Do Us Part 183. The Three of Them
“E-edward?” stammered Zia Scott when her eyes met with Edward’s bemused facial expression.His eyes swiveled in between the two kids in front of him, then he turned to Zia. “Is he your friend?” He approached them in the kitchen. “What happened to him? Why is he crying?”She fiddled with her thumbs as her lips would go back from closing themselves to parting again, contemplating on what right words to say so she wouldn’t look bad in front of her fiance—not that Edward knew it was Zia he was talking to and not Sophia.He turned to the little boy sobbing across from Zia. “Are you okay?” he said delicately.Instead of answering, Jeffrey merely glared at him then stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door hard behind him.Edward glanced at Zia, bewilderment flitting across his features. “Who was that boy?”“Uhh..” In order to avoid making contact with his eyes, Zia kept herself preoccupied with transferring the mashed potatoes in a serving bowl. “He came here looking for Azriel but wh
