As he drew back the curtains, he was met with an empty space, the mysterious figure who had been lurking behind the drum having seemingly vanished into thin air. He exhaled a sigh of relief, chiding himself for allowing his imagination to get the better of him. Concluding that it was merely a ptrick of the mind, he proceeded to exit the premises.Meanwhile, Elena was frantic as she scoured the hospital corridors in search of Bryan. Her chest heaved with each labored breath as she struggled to regain control over her racing respiration. Her mind reeled with disbelief as she grappled with the shocking revelation she had just overheard. The conversation she had eavesdropped on seemed too fantastical to be true, yet the words had been spoken with conviction, leaving her with a sense of unease. She had heard every detail with crystal clarity, and the weight of that knowledge now hung heavy on her shoulders. Elena scanned the area, her eyes darting back and forth in search of Bryan, eager
Soon, the group made their way to the VIP ward, their footsteps echoing down the hospital corridor. Bryan hastened ahead to meet Grandma Creston, who had been sitting anxiously on the couch, her eyes fixed on the door to the hospital room. Alora stood a distance from her, lost in her own worries."Grandma, what did the doctor say?" Bryan asked, his voice laced with concern, as he sat down beside her.Grandma Creston's face was etched with worry lines. "The doctor just went inside to check on him after he woke up. We haven't been allowed to see him yet," she replied, her voice trembling.Bryan's eyes closed, and he prayed silently, his lips moving in a quiet plea. "Please, let him be fine." He sat down beside his grandma, taking her hand in his, offering what little comfort he could.Just then, the door to the hospital room swung open, and a doctor emerged, his expression a mask of professionalism. "I'm Dr. Lee.."Bryan's eyes locked onto the doctor, his heart racing with anticipation.
Lisa persisted, her voice firm and resolute, "I demand that you discharge Sam immediately. I will not leave until you have signed the release papers."The doctor chuckled, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I apologize, ma'am, but I cannot acquiesce to your request. It would be a breach of my professional ethics to release a patient who has not yet fully recuperated."Lisa's face reddened with indignation, her eyes flashing with anger. "You will face the consequences of your actions," she threatened, her voice rising. "I will ensure that your actions have repercussions, and you will face disciplinary action if you're not careful."With a huff, she turned on her heel and strode out of the ward, leaving the doctor and the others to exchange concerned glances. The doctor's expression turned resolute, his jaw set in determination. "I will not be swayed," he murmured to himself, "I will prioritize my patient's well-being, regardless of the outcome.” Bryan approached the doctor, his eyes
Lisa hissed and walked towards the exit. "Where are you headed to?" Grandma Creston asked, concern etched on her face.Lisa scoffed, her voice laced with anger. "What kind of mother do you think I am, that I would sit at home while my son is in the hospital?" She spat the words, her eyes blazing with determination.Bryan interjected, his voice calm but firm. "I'm going there soon, I don't think you should."Lisa's response was immediate, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You will not tell me what to do with my child, is that alright?" She snarled, her eyes flashing with defiance, as she continued towards the exit, leaving Bryan and Grandma Creston in a tense silence."I don't trust her a bit, what if she did something harmful to Sam, now that he has lost his memory?" Bryan thought to himself, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. He couldn't shake off this feeling, so he decided to take action."Aunty Ellen, did you want to see Sam? We can go there together," he said, trying to s
"Why don't you tell me?" she demanded, her voice rising in anger and hurt, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.Bryan remained silent, his lips pressed together, unable to meet her gaze."I said, why did you hide this from me?" she snarled, her voice shaky with emotion, her words laced with a hint of betrayal.Bryan's face contorted in a mixture of guilt and sorrow as he reached out to hold her. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking with regret. "I found out when it was already too late. And he didn't want you to know about it. He wanted me to protect and be there for you."Tears streamed down her eyes like a river, her body trembling with anguish. "I understand now," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, her words laced with pain and accusation. "You don't love me, you're only showing me pity. Did you think that's what I deserve?”"No, Betty, I love you and haven't shown you pity. I swear, I truly love you and you mean everything to me," Bryan said, his voice fille
"Hey Bryan, where's Betty?" Grandma Creston asked, her eyes sparkling with a hint of concern, her voice warm and gentle. Bryan's face went blank, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape from the question. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He was speechless, unsure of how to break the news to his grandmother. "Betty!" he finally uttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "Oh... we had an argument, and she left in a taxi." The words spilled out, followed by a heavy silence. Grandma Creston's face fell, her expression a mix of disappointment and worry. Her eyes, once sparkling with warmth, now seemed to hold a deep concern. "How can you let her go without even attempting to stop her, Bryan?" she asked, her voice laced with a gentle reprimand. "You know how fragile she is, and now she's out there alone, upset, and who knows where?" Bryan shifted uncomfortably, his eyes dropping in shame, as he struggled to find the right words. "I know, Grandma, I'm sor
Bryan couldn't believe she had hung up on him again, so he called his grandma's number. "Please, Grandma, can you talk to Betty for me? She keeps hanging up on me," Bryan said, frustration evident in his voice.Grandma Creston replied, "I've already called her, dear. She said she'll come home, so we shouldn't worry. But the night is drawing nearer."Just then, Bryan heard Betty's mom's voice in the background. "I think I can tell you where you can find her."Bryan's ears perked up. "Granny, can you give her the phone?" he asked eagerly, hoping to finally get some answers."Bryan, I think you should go to the beach. The last time I spoke with Asher, he told me not to come closer because she resents me, and now she has many things in common with him. If that's true, then she should be there. Asher always goes to the beach to see the ocean late at night whenever he's not in a good mood.""Okay, ma, I'll check that out. I pray she's there," Bryan said, quickly hanging up the call. He jump
Bryan knew she might refuse to go home if she found out her mom was there, and it was already late at night. He knew he had to face the consequences of lying again, but he made up his mind to bear them. "Are you sure you're not lying to me?" she asked, her voice hinting at suspicion. "Why did you sound like there's one more thing you want to tell me?" Bryan chuckled softly, trying to downplay the situation."Let's just go home, Betty," he said, holding out his hand to hers. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and together they left, hand in hand, into the night.As they walked to Bryan's car, the silence between them was palpable. Bryan knew he had to tell her the truth eventually, but he was scared of losing her. He had already lied to her once, and he didn't want to hurt her again.When they got into the car, Betty turned to him and said, "I know you're hiding something from me, Bryan. I can see it in your eyes."Bryan took a deep breath and decided to come clean. "I was going