All Chapters of Billions and Tears: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

   Hey," Maya said, her voice trailing off as she neared Rose, her footsteps slow and deliberate. Rose looked up from her phone, her eyes briefly meeting her mother's before returning to the screen of her phone. "Hey," Rose replied, her voice lacking its usual enthusiasm. The corners of her lips twitched into a faint smile, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared."Sorry I kept you waiting," Maya continued, her voice tinged with a mix of exhaustion and affection. "All these kids, you know? They're relentless, always demanding what they want, never giving you a moment's rest." Maya settled down beside Rose, her gaze fixed on her daughter's face, searching for any sign of distress. Concern etched deep lines on Maya's forehead as she waited for a response. This was the case the last time she saw Rose she hadn't had a genuine reason to smile since her wedding, she now had a constant outlook of

   It's true," Rose said, her voice trembling, as she instinctively covered her mouth with her hands. Her eyes darted around the room, her mind racing with a mix of fear and urgency. "I better go." Maya, Rose's mother, looked at her with concern etched on her face. She could sense the gravity of the situation and wanted to offer support. "Who was it, Rose?" Maya asked, her voice filled with worry, as Rose began to hastily gather her belongings, preparing to leave. Rose paused for a moment, trying to compose herself amidst the chaos of her thoughts. "It wasn't someone that I've heard of before," she finally replied, her voice quivering. "He said his name is Damian. I think he's someone from the hospital." A wave of anxiety washed over Maya as she processed the information. She couldn't bear the thought of her daughter facing another loss, what it'll do to her. "I'm coming with you,"

  Heart pounding, Ivy pushed open the door labeled "Room 79" and stepped inside, her hopes soaring high. The soft glow of dimmed lights bathed the room in a tranquil ambiance, revealing a spacious suite with plush furniture and tasteful decor. Her gaze immediately fell upon the figure lying motionless on the bed, hidden beneath a thin white sheet.Without a second thought, Ivy rushed forward, her footsteps muffled by the carpeted floor. Adrenaline surged through her veins as she thought about the imminent reunion with Sebastian. She wanted  to by all means see his face, to hold his hand, and to try to relive those moments that they spent together, and hopefully bring them back.But as she neared the bedside, a hand shot out from the shadows, gently but firmly grasping her arm. Startled, Ivy turned her head to find a shocked  nurse standing beside her, her eyes filled with questioning and a confused look .Who are you, Miss?" She

  Sebastian's piercing gaze lingered on Rose, his eyes seeming to search for something within her. Rose, feeling the weight of his stare, couldn't help but shift nervously in her seat. She had been filled with worry and concern ever since she had received the news of Sebastian's accident. Now, as she sat in front of  him, her heart raced, unsure of how he would react to her presence, especially for the fact that she didn't find out in time. She was more concerned about his well-being than what his reaction would be.With a forced smile on her lips, Rose mustered up the courage to speak. "Sebastian, how are you feeling?" she asked, her voice quivering slightly. Tears welled up in her eyes as she took in the sight of his bandaged body, a blunt idea  of what danger he might  have faced.Sebastian, known for his sarcastic demeanor, responded to Rose's emotional outburst with a dry remark. "Oh, I'm just peachy," he retorted, hi

     Prisca's heart pounded in her chest as she stood before the doctor, feeling the weight of the revelation she was about to share. She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts, and began to recount the story of Sebastian's condition since his childhood. "Doctor," Prisca began, her voice filled with a mix of concern and regret, "Sebastian has been living with a neurological condition since he was a young boy. It started with occasional seizures that would come seemingly out of nowhere." Her mind traveled back in time to the early years when he was still just a boy, to the moments when she witnessed Sebastian's struggles firsthand. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to remember the details, wanting to convey the full scope of his journey. "When he was a kid," Prisca continued, her voice carrying a tinge of nostalgia, "Sebastian would have these sud