Finally tings were starting to look up for Ivy, Lucas was healthy enough to walk around again and the doctor said he would be discharged by the end of the week. Finally she would be able to spend the night in the arms of her husband, and in the comfort of their home.She strolled down the white halls of the hospitals, smiling to herself as she hummed the tune of her favorite song.Sure there was still some loose ends that needed to be sorted out but if there was one thing she had learnt, it's that one should celebrate the little victories and keep fighting and hoping for the best."Ivy,do you have a minute?"She wasn't sure she was ready to hear whatever it was her mother had to say. "What do you want now mother?""Can't a mother just decide to check up on her child?""Of course you can, but we both know that's not why you're here. So why don't you just come out and tell me why you're really here?""When are you going to start trusting me again?""I don't know, maybe when you earn bac
Lucas stood by the entrance of the room, contemplating on if going outside would be a good idea or a bad one.On one hand, he wanted to go out to defend Ivy, because he always hated it whenever her mother was talking to her the way she was doing now, it always made Ivy feel bad…even though she was hardly ever at fault.But on the other hand, he wasn't sure if he wanted her to know he was awake just yet, letting everyone think he was still unconscious might be an advantage to them.After almost ten minutes of waiting impatiently, and occasionally pacing around, he finally decided to let Ivy deal with the issue herself.Ever since they were younger, Ivy didn't like standing up to her mother, so he always did it for her, it didn't matter that he would be punished for it.He could remember when he was sixteen, Blanche was throwing Ivy a party for her fourteen years birthday and she wanted to decorate her up to her taste…of course Ivy didn't want to but, she couldn't voice out her complain
It is said that when the brain develops cold indifference and logic as its primary decision making duo, bad choices are made. We evolved to use empathy and logic together, which boosts creative perspective taking, which boosts the discovery of peaceful solutions.But where do our decisions come from?Decisions should come from your sense of empathy and creative perspective taking, combined with logic and grounded in reality. For when we make choices this way, they are better choices.Now, a lot of people believe that a person can only have two choices. Yes or no. Up or down. Good or bad. But that is wrong.Choices are hardly ever a fork of two pathways, we just have to open our eyes a little wider, and many other pathways appear. The right path for one person can be different from another and only the inner compass of love and passion can illuminate it for that soul to walk upon.Mike stared intently at the ceiling, as if the answers he was looking for were, somehow, written there. B
They decided to go for drinks to celebrate the success of the first hearing. Mike and Avery went with them as well. "To a great start." Mike toasted."To a great start." They chorused. "To a happy ending." Ivy added and they toasted to that as well. "Thank you both for sticking with us, you're one in a million.""You don't have to thank us, we're practically family now." Avery said as she squeezed Ivy's hand gently. "I know that if it were us, you guys would do the same for us.""I love you guys. Come on, let's mske one more toast." She refilled her glass and raised it up. "To friendship.""To friendship."★★★Lucas knew it was only the beginning but he and Ivy were long due for a date.This time, he didn't do something fancy or extravagant. Instead he organised a simple picnic, just the two of them like a young unmarried couple enjoying the beautiful day in autumn.Lucas was a lover of the autumn, of the colours that were bold and homely, strong and yet a call to remember our Earth
"Hey, did you get those files I asked for?""Yes sir, I dropped them on your table earlier.""Okay thanks." Jones has been trying to dig up something on Blanche but it was more difficult than he had expected it to be. If he was just a rookie cop, he would believe she was innocent because her records were clean…too clean.He had tried investigating her movements for the past few weeks but he got nothing. Hopefully, he would strike gold this time.He got a call earlier that day that Lucas was finally awake but they kept it a secret from everyone. He would have to stop by and have a word with him, probably when his wife wasn't around.He was also thinking of paying Grover a visit because if he was being honest, the man had helped in the investigation as well.The issue of the death of the Williams was still tangled up because aside from the fact that Blanche went with them on vacation, he couldn't find anything else that pointed their deaths to her. Grover seemed to believe she was resp
On a bright sunny afternoon, with the sky a clear bright blue color, Ivy walked lazily down the road, pushing a safely tucked Desmond in his baby stroller. Normally, the weather was perfect for a walk with the cloudless skies and the nice fresh air blowing the trees in a systematic rhythm. But due to the sour mood she was currently in, it didn't seem so perfect.The sun felt too hot and it felt like the air was too harsh to breath in. She didn't know the exact reason she was feeling down in the dumps. She had many reasons to be happy, Lucas was looking healthier than ever and her family was together again. But she couldn't just shake the feeling that something bad was impassively waiting around the corner, waiting for the perfect time to strike.She tried to convince herself that she was just being anxious for nothing but the feeling was refusing to away."Excuse me I must say, your baby is extremely cute.""Thank you."Before, whenever she went on a walk with Desmond, she always fel
On a bright sunny afternoon, with the sky a clear bright blue color, Ivy walked lazily down the road, pushing a safely tucked Desmond in his baby stroller. Normally, the weather was perfect for a walk with the cloudless skies and the nice fresh air blowing the trees in a systematic rhythm. But due to the sour mood she was currently in, it didn't seem so perfect.The sun felt too hot and it felt like the air was too harsh to breath in. She didn't know the exact reason she was feeling down in the dumps. She had many reasons to be happy, Lucas was looking healthier than ever and her family was together again. But she couldn't just shake the feeling that something bad was impassively waiting around the corner, waiting for the perfect time to strike.She tried to convince herself that she was just being anxious for nothing but the feeling was refusing to away."Excuse me I must say, your baby is extremely cute.""Thank you."Before, whenever she went on a walk with Desmond, she always fel
Lucas stood by the entrance of the room, contemplating on if going outside would be a good idea or a bad one.On one hand, he wanted to go out to defend Ivy, because he always hated it whenever her mother was talking to her the way she was doing now, it always made Ivy feel bad…even though she was hardly ever at fault.But on the other hand, he wasn't sure if he wanted her to know he was awake just yet, letting everyone think he was still unconscious might be an advantage to them.After almost ten minutes of waiting impatiently, and occasionally pacing around, he finally decided to let Ivy deal with the issue herself.Ever since they were younger, Ivy didn't like standing up to her mother, so he always did it for her, it didn't matter that he would be punished for it.He could remember when he was sixteen, Blanche was throwing Ivy a party for her fourteen years birthday and she wanted to decorate her up to her taste…of course Ivy didn't want to but, she couldn't voice out her complain