All Chapters of Till Time Do Us Part: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Gray Stewart grabbed her blood stained shirt and put it on the paper bag. She then turned the knob open on the toilet cubicle she was in. However, before going out, she paused. She glanced at the paper bag. Suddenly, it reminded her of another memory she had that also involved the vile woman. It was the time when Zia had forced her to go shopping and they were on their way home that night. “God, I’m exhausted,” said Zia as Gray put all their shopping bags in the trunk. “Really?” said Gray sarcastically and slammed the tailgate shut. They arrived at the shopping mall in the morning and now that they were leaving, stars were already visible from the sky. Gray climbed on the driver’s seat, and Zia on the passenger’s seat beside her. Gray started driving and when they reached the main road, there was heavy traffic. “I think we got caught in the evening rush hour,” said Zia, looking at the jam-packed road and vehicles surrounding them. “You think?” said Gray dryly, annoyance flitting

"Yeah..." Zia Scott replied in an unhappy tone to what Belinda said. She felt that Belinda could go on and babble flowery words, but to her it would always feel like eating a poisonous apple the moment she would let her guard down. She may not know the woman for long and she may have been too quick to judge her; however, perhaps it was woman intuition, she just couldn’t bring herself to grow fond of Belinda. "But did you know that he got hit by a car..." Belinda said. "No. He underwent surgery for five hours, and is still unconscious as of this moment with drugs injected in his body, plus a few scars that will probably be permanent or at least take a few months to disappear. Yeah, I think the reason was he spent, like, an hour looking for me and he just got really exhausted," Zia scoffed as she thought to herself. "...because he was trying to save a little girl?" "What?" Zia uttered. "And from what I've heard, the little girl had blonde hair and was wearing a white dress," Belind

"He's probably under anesthesia though," Gray's eyebrows rose. "So maybe he's not in as much pain as you think he is now. Although he might feel it all after the surgery." "Really?" "Yeah, I mean, I'm not a doctor but I think I'm right." Gray curved a smile. "Or do you want me to look it up on the internet?" "No, it's fine." Zia slightly smiled. "Thanks for making me feel better," she said as she patted Gray's lap. "And thanks for being here with me." "No problem." Going back to the present, Zia just realized something. “Hey.” She turned to Gray. “Now that I think about it, that was actually the first time I met her.” “Met who?” asked a bemused Gray. “Sarah Lewis,” answered Zia. “And now that I think about it…” She shot a curious glance at Gray. “You never told me how you met her for the first time.” “How I met her, huh…” Gray drew a long breath as she relived the day she first met Sarah. It was around the time when Gray had just dropped Zia off to her own apartment. She went

"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,

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