The grandma didn’t make it. In 3 days, Alex organized her funeral, buried her in her hometown. Standing in front of her tomb, Alex sighed and adjusted the dark spectacles shielding his eyes. It instantly dawned on him that his grandmother sent him away to make some soup probably because she didn’t want him to see her take her last breath. He wondered whether it was a good judgment. He had wanted to be by her side till she took her last breathe but till then, he wasn’t sure if he could withstand the moment. “I hope you are at peace, Grandma.” He mumbled and turned around. He had said only a few things since she passed away. He had little conversations with the people at the funeral home and only muttered a thank you to the priest who officiated the burial rite. Alex was about to take a step toward his black spot car which was parked on the driveway opposite the cemetery when he felt his phone vibrating in his breast pocket. He pulled out the device and after glancing at the p

Mrs. Sanders looked at Alex with suspecting eyes, “Well, this was quite unexpected, it seems now you can recognize what’s happening. Mark is the one who really deserve Elisa. You cannot change anything.”Elisa snatched the document from her mother, ripping it out of its file. The empty file ended up landing on the floor. She quickly read through the papers and then looked up at Alex.He wasn’t lying. The documents were legal divorce papers and he wasn’t requesting for a dime despite the injustice she had served him in the past few days. Even though Elisa had grown to know him in the past three years not to be a cheap man, she wasn’t expecting such composure from him after everything that went down.She could see him getting settled on one of the couches. Elisa couldn’t help but wonder.Who shows up at his wife’s, looking prim and proper with divorce papers acting so cool after he caught her cheating. She was expecting him to throw insults at her, remind her of the act with Mark, and s

Alex sighed and wondered how he could have forgotten. That night, he had returned home and met Elisa weeping on the couch. On the floor below her feet was an empty bottle of whisky and when he rushed to her, he noticed that she was drunk. Her eyes were red and swollen, marred by tears and when he confronted her, she revealed to him that she was devastated because she had a passion for music but was unknown. That night, Alex discovered that her quest for popularity was greater than mere utterance. The next day, he asked his sibling to purchase an entertainment company named White Moon Company. With this company, he contacted the mysterious composer, asked they to write a song for Elisa. Today there will be a party to announce the official statement to all the artists and staff. Alex frowned. “I see, so she is one of the White Moon Company too? What happened to her?” “Yes, sir. Her name is Dianna Lampton, the only daughter of the Lampton's family. She is also the best singer of Wh

Dr. O’Donnell was infuriated by Mr. Lampton’s reaction. As more sweat continued to team up on his forehead, he wanted to demand why Mr. Lampton struck him but then he made a quick analysis of the situation at hand. He realized that he was standing before the Almighty William Turner and only a fool would disagree with such a man so the doctor simply sighed and looked away with his bowels heating up with rage. Mr. Lampton then cleaned his forehead with the edge of his palm and turned toward William after heaving a sigh. His lips parted and just when he was about to mumble an apology, William stopped him short with a half-smile. “That’s okay,” William said and waved his hand down, motioning to Mr. Lampton to ignore the doctor. Meanwhile, Dr. O’Donnell was still holding onto the conviction that fried Cicada was not an option because as far as he was concerned, the cicada Alex was proposing was in no way related to the ailment at hand but he chose to stay quiet or might get hit again.

Alex was rendered speechless.Elisa flipped her hair and looked Alex straight in the face. “Seriously Alex. Is that what you are into now? Bartending job?”William clenched his teeth.Elisa noticed how Alex was fuming. Sweat had teamed up on his forehead and he was looking like a volcano that was about to erupt.“I’m not going to judge you, Alex.” Elisa continued. I understand how tough things must be for you out there. I mean Granny, the breadwinner is gone and you need more money because that hospital doesn’t pay you well obviously.”Alex cast his gaze to the floor, surrendering to the ridicule.“Well, if you work here as a waiter, a bartender, or a cleaner, I’m proud of you. At least you’re not out on the streets, begging.”“And why is he not in his work uniform?” Mark retorted.“I guess it’s his first shift tonight so he’s yet to be given a uniform,” Elisa replied.They busted out laughing.Elisa moved closer to Alex and folded her arms across her chest. “You should take your job