Chapter 95

Have you ever felt like your body is being slashed in a small strip and then is put together and then again sliced? If not, that's how Lucas is feeling.

He didn't dare to come in front of James or Cal, after watching how they behaved with Christopher and their words to the calm sleeping boy was enough to shake his core.

Standing in the hospital lobby, watching a family biding there good byes, more like sharing the last moments was painful. Even though it's first time he actually had witnessed these last moments, your loved ones around you, crying, wishing, and grieving over the loss, then honourably taking you to your final destination, all of it is just so overwhelming for him.

Is this how his father must have felt when his step-mother died? Is that the feeling that builded inside their pit when the woman his father once loved died?

Death.

An inevitable thing yet so agonisingly bitter. The mare thought of not seeing a person around you is that you see every day is just stra