EPILOGUE

A FEW DAYS LATER

"Daddy!" Dion rushed inside the room and jumped on the bed to hug Damon. I walked inside with him giving him an apologetic smile.

"Dion, what are you doing here?" Damon asked like he didn't know.

"I'm here to see you Daddy. What happened to you? Mommy told me you were sick." Dion replied.

Damon shrugged, "I'm fine. I didn't want you to worry so I asked your mommy not to tell you but she ended up doing it."

"He kept pestering me that he wanted to see his father. I told him you were busy but he saw the news that you were taken to the hospital. It's been days, of course he'll catch up." I explained to him.

"How are you dad? Do you need anything?" Dion asked him again.

Damon shook his head, "Nothing son. I'm glad you're here to see me. I should be discharged soon."

Dion turned to me, "Mommy, are you his doctor? Why don't you discharge him soon?"

"I'm not his doctor sweetie. Someone else–"

"An egocentric jerk has refused to let me go home for days out of je