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MAURICE'S POVI rubbed at my throbbing temples. Just when I thought everything was getting under control, a different problem arose.“I brought you guys coffee.” Jane, Sam's wife announced as she entered the study.“Thanks darling.” Sam said with sincere appreciation in his eyes.“Thank you Jane.” I said and picked up one of the mugs. I needed it to keep awake.“You look beat. Should I get you something for that headache?” Jane asked after she noticed me massaging my temples relentlessly.“He has had a lot to deal with today. First the problem at the London office and then he had to fly here impromptu to handle this new one.” Sam flexed his wrist and looked at his watch.“It's midnight in London. He should be asleep now. It's a lot to give one a headache.” Sam responded in my stead.I looked up at Jane who stood waiting for my response regarding the “something” for the headache.I smiled wearily at her. “I'll manage Jane. Thank you.”“Let me know if you change your mind.” “Will do.”

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GLENDA'S POVI had barely dropped the call before the surge of a sick, terrible feeling overwhelmed me. Maurice had hurt me with his words.Childish. The word echoed in my head. He called me childish for trying to look out for him. I blinked away the moisture that had formed in my eyes.Why was he being insensitive to my feelings? Was I really being childish for trying to protect my man? Was I being childish for being jealous? I trusted Maurice, but that Lucy, not one bit. I focused on my breathing, inhaling and exhaling deeply in an attempt to calm myself.I was caught between two conflicting emotions. Hurt and anger towards Maurice, joy and excitement for my father's health improvement.I tried to push the hurt and pain to the recess of my mind. If I didn't, the rest of my day would be sour like this morning.I forced myself to get ready for my visit to Dad. Every movement I took to get ready was slow and laborious. My heart was heavy and it was difficult to overlook the hurt I fel

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GLENDA'S POV “Brian!” I bellowed. “What are you doing!” I screamed at him as I rushed over to Dad. Brian paused and stiffened as though he had been caught stealing. He slowly turned to me, his gaze full of fear. “What are you trying to do!” I queried him with wide shocked eyes. I pushed him aside to look at my father and that's when I heard the small weak hoarse voice. “Gl… Gle… Glenda.” Dad said breathlessly. I was completely bewildered. “Da.. da.. dad?” I stuttered. “He is trying to say something.” Brian spoke over my shoulders. I glanced up at him and returned my gaze to Dad. So that's why he was moving Dad's oxygen mask. “Dad.” I bent over and leaned in to him. “I'm here Dad.” I said as he whispered my name again in the same hoarse manner. Tears streamed down my face. It felt so surreal having to hear Dad speak again. He has been so lifeless. No sounds or movement from him except the beeping of the hospital equipment. “Dad.” I repeated in a teary voice. It w

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BRIAN'S POVWe all stood by the corridor after the nurse led us out of Mr Fredrick's room. Glenda stood by the door. Her gaze was set and intently staring through the vision panel on the door. She watched with a breaking heart as the doctors tried to save her father.My heart tugged at seeing her like that. But there was little I could do. I had to protect myself too.It didn't take long before we got news regarding Mr Fredrick. The doctor stepped out of the room, a forlorn expression adorned his face. He was immediately met with Glenda's apprehensive gaze. Her tearful and fearful eyes asked him so many questions. “How is my father?” she asked restlessly.The doctor heaved deeply. “We did our best.”I rushed to Glenda and held her on both sides of her arm to prevent her from falling to the ground.The news of her father's death was a big blow to her. Tears streamed down her face non-stop. She was absolutely devastated.“What do you mean by you tried your best?” Aunt Helena jumped i

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GLENDA'S POVLike a moving gallery, memories of my childhood flashed before my eyes. My father, my mother, the joy, the happy moments and suddenly darkness, pain, agony and misery. Mom slowly exited, receding further and deeper into the darkness. Dad held my hand but soon, he too was fading away. Everything faded before my very eyes leaving me to drown in the lonely darkness of pain.I was all alone now. I had no one. Staled tears lined my face as I had no more tears left in me. My head ached and my airways felt restricted. I had cried so much and it did so little to cure the pain.I was still seated on the floor in the hallway of the hospital, consumed in my grief when I felt the hand on my shoulder.I lifted my heavy lids up and a blurred vision of Brian materialized before me.“Glenda, we should go home.” He spoke softly and his voice sounded distant.I returned my gaze to the wall. “Dad wants to say something to me. I won't leave until I hear him.”I had to hear what Dad had to

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MAURICE'S POV“Why haven't you called Glenda?” Sam asked from the doorway as he barged into my room. He didn't even wait to fully enter the room before he began interrogating me.“Does that explain why you didn't knock?” I asked as I dried my hair. I had just taken a shower and still had the towel draped around my waist.“Don’t you give me that!” He warned sternly.I moved past him to the wardrobe. “We had a fight.” I said over my shoulders as I shuffled through the rack for an outfit.“You had a fight! Is that reason enough for you to abandon your wife for three weeks?... Three weeks! No calls, no text, nothing! What the heck man!”I pulled out a boxer and put it on. “I don't understand why you are so concerned about my wife and our fight.” I said casually.“Since when did you become so insensitive?” His tone was reproving.“Sam what have you come to say? Maybe you should just go straight to the point instead of shouting at me like I was your child.”“Then stop acting like one!” He s

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GLENDA'S POV“Are you ready?” Brian asked me as I stepped out of the house.I nodded at him and walked up to the car where he was waiting.It has been three weeks since Dad died and I didn't feel any better. It still feels as though it only happened yesterday. The pain was still fresh and alive in my heart.Today is Dad's funeral and Brian had offered to take me there. He has been of great help to me since my father's death.Maurice was still missing-in-action. After trying to get in touch with him for several weeks without success, I remembered to reach Jane instead to tell her what happened.I wasn't sure if my message got to Maurice because there was still no call from him. Not even a text.“What are you thinking about?” Brian's voice invaded my thoughts.I peeled my gaze to him, just as he returned his gaze to the road. I didn't realize he had been stealing glances at me.I sighed. “Yeah. I'm fine.” My response was abstract from what he asked.“Don’t worry too much. Everything wil

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MAURICE'S POVI turned around to look at Lucy. Why did she choose now to do this? What was she trying to prove? I had already explained everything to her before we arrived here. Why was she trying to be stubborn?I glanced at Glenda who had her red, teary curious eyes on me before returning my gaze to Lucy.“Not now Lucy.” I said calmly.“It can't wait. It's important.” She insisted defiantly.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself. “Okay. I'll be back shortly.” I said to her and continued leading Glenda up the stairs.Glenda glanced behind at Lucy, then at me before she moved her feet forward. I averted meeting her gaze. I knew they would only be filled with questions. Questions I couldn't yet give answers to.“I'm sorry. Glenda, I'm sorry. Sorry for not being here with you. Sorry for not being a shoulder to cry on. Sorry for not calling you.” I blabbered away once I got Glenda into our room and settled her on the mattress.She was seated at the edge of the bed and I

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BRIAN'S POV“That was too much. You shouldn't have stopped her from attending the funeral. He was her father.” I calmly reprimanded Aunt Helena.After taking Glenda in and she ran to embrace my father, I snuck out to call Aunt Helena.“”If I had known this was what you planned, I wouldn't have brought her along.” “You did a good job bringing her.” Aunt Helena commended.“You caused her too much pain. It was too much for her to suffer.”“That's exactly how I want her to suffer!” Aunt Helena's tone had a sharp satisfying edge to it.“She should feel the pain her miserable mother caused me and my daughter. That witch made Elsa grow up without her father. My stupid husband loved my brother's wife more than his own family! He was willing to do anything for that she-fox! Even die for her, which he did. I hope he rot in hell with her!” She spat. Her anger was rising.She was getting furious. I could tell by the tone of her voice. Earlier, she had refused to tell me the actual reason for the

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GLENDA'S POV I stirred awake and heaved deeply. I had cried for most part of yesterday and it had exhausted me. But surprisingly, I had slept well. I felt well rested. It was more rest than I had gotten in the past few days. I smiled to myself as I recalled the reason for my good rest. “That's a beautiful sight to wake up to everyday. Feels good to see you smile.” Maurice's breath was warm against my face. I managed a shy smile. “I've told you to stop watching me sleep.” “You're too tempting. It's hard to stop.” I chuckled. Maurice was going to start his naughty jokes now. But his tone was serious and lacked the usual teasing that often clothed his words. “You cease every opportunity to tease me, don't you?” I joked. A playful smile splayed my lips. I expected him to come back with another tease directed at me, but there was nothing from Maurice. I looked into his eyes and there was sadness. Nothing like the usual joyous mischief in his eyes. It was very unlike him in the

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