Chapter Eighteen:

Damian was sitting on the bench outside the ward when Maya got there. He had his face buried in his palms and his hair was messed up. He was tapping his right foot slightly on the tiles.

"What’s wrong with grandpa? He was fine earlier. What did the doctor say?" Maya said sitting next to him. She lifted her hand and started patting his back softly when she heard him sniff. Was he crying? Maya didn’t know how deep Damian affection for was old man was because he never showed it. Seeing this she felt so bad for him.

"I’m sure everything will be fine. Let’s..."

"Damian," a male voice had Damian’s head up.

"Doctor, how is my grandpa," Damian asked the doctor.

"Master Dan had a mild heart attack but he’s not in danger for now..."

"What do you mean for now?" Maya asked worry written all over her face. Damain stole and quick glance at her and he almost smiled. Nobody has ever cared for his grandfather this way, not even Amber.

" He has to stay away from stress and have enough rest. He had stop