Declan dropped the call and all through the night, his mind wandered. He later drifted off to sleep. At the Williams residence the next day. May picked up the post mail their housekeeper had dropped for her on the table."Omg!"May, slumped onto the couch, turning pale instantly."Are you okay?"Clara asked, rushing to her daughter. "Talk to me Baby, what's that?"Clara panicked at the way May sat, stunned and motionless. May was holding a paper in one hand and Clara took it. Her eyes skimmed the lines of the paper and she covered her gape with one hand at once."Omg.. No way. This can't be."Clara collapsed beside May on the couch. They stayed that way in silence for more than five minutes and their breathing became the only sign that they were not dead.The doorbell rang, shortly after causing them to jerk. "I—will get the door."Clara stuttered in a low whisper and moved her weak legs to the door. "How dare you?"May heard her mom yell from the front door the next second and

The drive back to Declan's home was a quiet one. When they arrived, he showed his mom to her room and turned to leave. "We can't achieve anything if we are this way." Elizabeth's voice echoed, bringing Declan to a halt. "You should have given me more time, mother." "And time is what we don't have now. We must act fast because the family is beginning to worry." Elizabeth said and Declan turned to face her with a narrowed gaze. "You sound nothing like someone who had been out of this reality for years. Is there something I need to know?" Declan asked, his gaze narrowing even further in suspicion. His family were very powerful and the last thing he would do was underestimate them. Elizabeth moved from where she stood to across the room to access a sculpture standing there. "Get the chef to prepare me a meal, I'm famished." She said with dismissal, completely ignoring what Declan had said. Outside his mom's room, Declan was storming down the stairs when his phone beeped in hi

Mandy stood still, completely washed with embarrassment. She glanced around at the guards and some maids staring and she wished she could just disappear. "Fine!" She gritted, hands fisted by her side as she walked away. "Who is that girl?" Elizabeth asked, marching back into the living room. "Oh you have really been in a coma after all." Declan mumbled and his mom cocked her head to the side "What did you just say?" "She's not important mom, you should be getting more rest." Declan said, turning to her. He held her mom's gaze for a moment before she finally looked away without saying a word. "I'm stepping out now and will be back shortly." Declan said, picking up his car keys. Elizabeth wanted to protest but Declan was already out of the front door before she could find her words. Declan drove straight to the Williams residence and just at the entrance of their home, he met May. "What are you doing here?" May asked, immediately coming to a halt. She had a hostile look on

He tried redialing May's line so many times but she was not picking up. He had also tried to find her through her GPS but it seemed her location was turned off.Declan threw his phone to his side and tightened his grip on his steering. He increased his gear and sped off on the road of the city.He finally got to the Willis residence. He climbed down from his car and raced to the front door. Clara stepped out that same moment and was shocked to see Declan."What are you doing here?"She asked with a squeezed forehead. She looked behind Declan and he was alone. "Where's May?"Declan asked, his look serious."Her whereabouts are none of your business. Please leave right now,"Clara spat and tried to close the door but the door hung mid way. Her glare deepened as she stared down at Declan's leg that served as the wedge."Have you gone out of your mind?!"She growled furiously, shooting him an angry look."Listen to me Clara, I didn't come here for this. May might be in danger as we spe

Declan froze holding the box torn between the choice of whether to open the box now or wait till his mother was awake. He ran a hand through his hair keeping the box on the table before climbing into his bed. If his family were sending him packages, it only meant one thing… they are running out of patience. Taking a deep breathe, Declan closed his eyes and drifted asleep. “You are already awake?” Elizabeth asked as Declan walked downstairs. “Good morning mother.” Declan said, rubbing his eyes. “Go to the dining room, I will soon be done making breakfast.” “Mother we have people who can take care of that. Shouldn't you be resting?” “If I want to make breakfast for my son, I can and I will. Now go to the dining and…” Elizabeth’s voice drifted away when her gaze landed on a box in Declan's arms bearing a crest that she knew too well. “When did that come in?” She asked not taking her gaze off the package. “Last night. I saw it when I returned. Was about to discuss it with yo