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Seth hesitated for a minute. But Rose was looking at him with anticipation.“P…Piers! He was with you last night. He came to your house to say sorry. He didn’t inform me in many words. Just said that you were admitted to the hospital and that I should go and see you first thing in the morning. He said that you would like to see me!” explained Seth.Rose nodded with a cute smile. She indeed was happy to see Seth as the first person in the morning.“Are you really okay?” asked Seth.“Hmm…” replied Rose. Never once did she lose her smile. But Seth knew that she was sad; her heart was hurt. He wanted to know everything that happened to her, but she was unable to speak.Suddenly, the door opened, and Rose widened her eyes after she saw who came. Her face turned red in anger, and disgust flashed all over her face. She grabbed Seth’s wrist tightly, and tears started streaming down her face.“What? What, Rosie?” asked Seth. Rose kept shaking her head in no. He turned to look at who came and sa
Rose was floating among the clouds; vision after vision kept flashing before her eyes. She heard so many voices. First she saw Ursa and was scared. Then she saw Roger. Did he carry her in his arms? Or was she dreaming that? Was Piers near her? Everything was blurry and hazy.Then she heard the voice of the man she didn’t know but was familiar with. Was she back in the bathroom? Was that man standing close to her again? Did he touch her? Someone was crying near her, shouting near her. Who held her hand and who kissed her on her forehead? Everything was hurting her brain.Finally, she saw her father and mother. They were happy, looking at her from a distance. Two more blurry figures were sitting next to them. And a cute boy was playing with her. They were making sand castles, and Rose was covered with sand. The cute boy laughed at her, and she started crying. Even though she was little, she knew he was making fun of her. She jumped on him and kept punching and slapping him with her tiny
Kingsley had no idea when he slept. He kept thinking about Rose and kept seeing her in his dreams. He would see her back again inside the bathroom, where he tried to touch her and pointed his gun at her head. He kept crying in his sleep, his tears making the pillow wet.He woke up with a jolt when his phone started ringing off the hook. He knew the fire had spread. His mother had woken up and seen the message. She must have identified her childhood friend. He grabbed his phone and saw that Emerson, too, was ready to jump at any danger.Kingsley calmed him down with the show of his palm and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. Just like he thought, his mother was calling him. he picked up the call, and before he could say a word, his mother, Queenie, shouted, “Where did you find this picture? Tell me, tell me, did you find her? Kingsley Aguilar! You will tell me, tell me now, did you find her?”Kingsley’s tears started streaming down his face, “Yes, Mom. We found her. We found your pr
Everyone kept staring at Kingsley with sad eyes. Even after finding Rose, he was dejected. She didn’t know who he was. She had forgotten everything about her childhood. She forgot that fateful day. She forgot about her mother. She forgot that her grandfather was alive, her best friend, Kingsley, was alive, her aunt Queenie was alive, her uncle Zachary was alive.“I have tried finding that doctor, but she is retired, and it will take time to find her,” notified Liliana, softly. She didn’t want to add to Kingsley’s pain.Kingsley silently opened the file back up and started reading.*****Lucas and Rose lived together for a long time, and when Rose was about thirteen years old, Lucas met with Ursa Hewitt, working as a manager in one of his clubs. They started interacting, and soon Lucas married Ursa, and he took his daughter, Vanessa Hewitt, in. Vanessa was a few months older than Rose, and at first everything went well.Slowly, Lucas’s health started deteriorating. Soon he was diagnose
“Roossee!” Kingsley’s voice came out as a whisper. He was still staring at her childhood pic, standing next to her father. For a minute. He kept staring at the picture. A tear dropped from his eye. He could not wait any longer. He snatched the envelope that Liliana had kept close to herself and tore it open like a madman.The moment he snatched the envelope, everyone froze and gasped loudly. He pulled the paper out and scanned it carefully. His eyes kept widening with every passing second.“The alleged grandfather is not excluded as the biological grandfather of the tested grandchild. Based on testing results obtained from the analysis of the DNA loci listed, the probability of grandpaternity is 99.99999%.”The paper, the envelope, the file, everything dropped from Kingsley’s hands. The paper and the photographs were scattered everywhere. Kingsley's breath started shuddering. He, too, dropped his knees and kept clenching his chest tightly. His back was now wet with sweat.Emerson, too
The file was sitting on Kingsley’s lap. His eyes kept blinking. His breath kept shuddering. His legs kept shaking. His heart was ready to jump out of his chest. Every time he thought he had found Rose, he was disappointed. But this time, his heart was jumping in and out of his chest.Emerson sat down next to him and placed his hand over his shoulder. Kingsley looked at him and gulped. Kingsley exhaled loudly and finally brushed his fingers over the file. After taking a few deep breaths, he opened the file with shaky hands. The left side of the file had photographs in it, and the right side had the history of Rose’s life.Kingsley grabbed the photographs and started looking through them. Rose Woolridge. Ursa Hewitt Woolridge. Vanessa Hewitt Woolridge. Piers Austin. Kingsley clenched his fists the moment he saw the last three photographs, especially Piers’s. He had tried to hurt Rose, and he wanted to kill him. The photos continued. Seth Quinn. Roger Sung. Moira Cross. A few photos of R
The moment Rose heard the signal bell of the bakery, a flicker of hope ran across her face. Did God hear her pleas? Did God send Piers to save her, protect her? And then a scary thought came to her mind. What if Piers came in, and the man standing before him would hurt him too?The man was pushing
“Good morning, Miss Woolridge! Bus today?” asked the kind-hearted bus driver with a sweet smile on his face.“Yeah, all the cars were going for maintenance,” replied Rose and climbed into the bus.“You are the only princess I know who takes the bus and runs her own business,” said the driver.“What
Rose stretched her arms and pulled her blanket closer to her neck. She shifted to her side and, while keeping her eyes closed, yawned loudly. She knew she woke up even before her alarm could go off. She was too excited to go back to sleep. All night, she kept dreaming about Piers.She had finally s
Emerson was driving the car and kept giving the reports about patients lying in his car to the doctor.“Maybe the shock was too much. Okay, I will get everything ready. When will you reach?” asked Ernesta.“Five more minutes!” said Emerson and sped up the car. “You know his blood group, right?”“I







