“Dad, it’s high time you’ve stopped,” Charles said, he has gotten tired of the whole torment, “let him live with his guilt, you don’t have to spill it out to him every morning,” Charles added.The guilt has taken over Lord Walter at the moment, he now blames himself for everything that happened in his family, and he blamed himself for Deborah’s condition most especially.It was like Mr. Hills plans worked just perfectly, his words pierced Lord Walter’s heart.The afternoon, lunch was served, Lord Walter had his own in front of him but was just spinning the spoon around.“Eat grandfather,” Charles said to him. Charles already had compassion for the old man. Lately he hardly eats, neither does he take his drugs and that contributed to his getting slimmer and sicker.“You need to eat your food and take your medication,” Charles warned.Lord Walter scoffed, “For what reason?” he asked Charles.“To be alive of course,” Charles replied rather surprised why he would ask such question. “Don’t

Informing Khloe about Lord Walter’s death was not peanut one bit. Ops but he did it. Quincy Stone turned to the other side of then bed and smiled to himself. He wasn’t happy about the old man’s death but he was simply satisfied with himself for handling it the way he did. Again he rolled towards his wife and put his hands around her stomach to feel the baby in her womb.Khloe felt his hands and she reciprocated the love by rubbing her own hands on his hands.It was a long night and Quincy Stone left to decide, wouldn’t want the morning to come due to the sweet sensation from the sleep.Khloe opened the curtains to have the feel of a new day. The brightness from outside flashed on Quincy Stone’s face immediately, “Good morning,” she greeted him.He took notice of her glow, it was extra ordinary this morning. “Good morning,” he replied.“Tea or coffee?” she asked smiling.“Coffee will do,” he answered with a smile as well.“It’s past nine in the morning and you should be on your way t

“Deborah should be present at Grandpa’s funeral,” Khloe said. She had thought about it over and over and found it right that se and Deborah his only surviving family members should be available on the funeral day.“How is that possible when she is mentally unstable?” Quincy kicked against the thought. He was particularly concerned about her appearance on that day. She is mentally unstable and would act up if allowed to be in the crowd, “Would she be on chains?” he added.“She can start getting medical attention now, the funeral should be postponed till she gets a little better,” Khloe said and she meant it.Quincy already promised Mr. Hills that all would be released. And he agreed to carter for Deborah but that was a promise he made under duress of pains because he knows that aside the fact that Charles would kick against that, he himself does not want Deborah in his home.“They all would be released soon, maybe tomorrow,” Quincy told Khloe. She has no opinion but he told her just fo

Life goes on, business booms like every other days. It was almost like everything has gotten back to normal.Quincy Stone goes to work every day and returns to his lovely beautiful pregnant wife. “The baby will look like you,” he tells her very night, each time he says it, she smiles. It gladdens her heart. She is currently living the dream.A fairly fantasy life has become her reality with her prince charming by her side always to cheer her up. Even the baby in her womb could feel the love that blooms.But just like everyone else, Khloe could not imprison her mind. She kept thinking and getting worked up over her sister Deborah’s situation.“Maybe I should pay her a visit at the hospital, it could help ease off the burden in my heart,” she thought. “That visit should wait till after your pregnancy,” her husband’s voce will ring in her head, as the possible reply she would get from him, if she dares to bring up the topic to him.Sleepless nights still ain’t good for her as well so

“Here to see Deborah Walter,” he told the first nurse he placed is eyes on at the entrance door.“Good afternoon,” she greeted. “But her room is out of bound,” she added.That was expected considering this is a hospital but then I need to see her. “When will visitors be allowed?” he asked.But the nurse had already left, she was on duty. George drove straight to the hospital, he was tempted to stop at the gift shop to get some nice life flowers for Deborah but the fire to see her surpasses the need for a flower. Deborah got her groove back.Knowing she is here and receiving treatment was enough harmony, she was denied treatment by Quincy Stone, George could still remember.He ran into another nurse and got the same reply that her room was out of bound. “Till when please?” he asked and unlike the previous nurse this one was patience enough.“Drop your contact, I will hint you,” she said. Deborah’s doctor didn’t say when she can attend to visitors.Contacts were exchanged and George lef