OUR KIDS

Tired and weak, Sylvia kept staggering to her chamber. It was past 11 pm and Eleanor had just dismissed her on the count that she was still recuperating. On her part, Sylvia had decided to grant Eleanor the chance to be with Fred so she left the hospital.

She made it to her chamber and was about to push her door open when she noticed a furious David coming her way. She sighed and withdrew her hand from the dooknob.

On his end, David was mad because he had just seen his dad with Cathrina in a compromising position. The thought that his father might give the woman another chance which she might blow up thus breaking his father's heart again was driving him insane.

Sylvia walked up to David.

He stopped after noticing that she was standing in front of him.

“Hey!”

“How's he?” David asked, trying to keep his temper in check.

Sylvia folded her arms across her chest. “Still unconscious. Just waiting for the doctor's claim to come true.”

“Same here. I just hope he wakes up soon since his v