I was still trying to decipher what exactly was going on and what was causing the current chaos that was about to break out in this room. If I didn't know who this man was, the least they could do was just to tell me who he was right?Why were they acting this way? They were making me feel bad and scared. Was he important to my life? If yes, who was he and what part was he playing in my life to make the others react this way?Liam had left the room a while ago to go get the doctor just like Papa Robinson had requested. The others in the room, which included Emily, Mr, and Mrs. Robinson, and also the stranger, were all looking back and forth with each other.It was almost like they were having a silent conversation with one another, a conversation which I was not part of. "What's going on? Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I decided to break the uncomfortable silence and get to the bottom of this whole issue myself. "No Kate, nothing is wrong, everything is all good. We'

"You want a divorce?" Ethan asked me again dumbly. "I'm sure I didn't stutter the first and second time I mentioned it." I snapped at him."Why darling? Why a divorce so suddenly?" Mrs. Robinson asked me this."He could have killed me ma! I refuse to remain in such an abusive relationship, I don't know why you're so different from Liam or what made you different but there's evil in you and I can feel it. I don't want to be anywhere near that." I told him my truth.Why would I want to stay with him anyways? I had been surrounded by people who didn't care for me for most of my life, I had always imagined what kind of man I would marry. I made a promise to myself that I would only marry someone whom I loved and who also loved me back. I owed that to myself at least, but after what I just saw with Ethan, I discovered I had been mistaken. There was no trace of love in Ethan and I wasn't ready to settle with that. "But I've apologized to you, Kate. I've been putting myself through torme

After the doctor had gone back into the operating room, there was still some argument about who was going to donate blood for Ethan. I didn't mind whosoever blood it was, as long as Ethan got it and it was able to make him safe. His mum, on the other hand, was hellbent on the fact that Lucy was not going to donate even a single drop of blood to Ethan, even after the doctor had given her clear instructions on what should be done, she still disagreed with the nurse. I knew she was only looking out for her son but time was fast-moving, if she didn't allow these people to do their jobs, there would be no son for her to look after. After having this revelation in my head, I discovered it was up to me to do something that would help the matter at hand. "Ma!" I called out to her and sat her down in the chair in the waiting area, "I don't know or probably know and just don't remember what she has done to you and the family, but please, Let us try and save Ethan first. I believe that should

The nurse had asked me again to be sure that I knew what I wanted and I was sure. I wanted to see Ethan and I wanted to see him right now. The nurse knew better than to argue with me, so she only nodded and helped me sit up. "Will you be able to stand ma'am?" She asked, taking note of my legs which looked frail and very wobbly. "Yes, I'm sure I'll manage on my own," I told her and she nodded her head before walking to the room's entrance to get me some slippers. I wondered why no one was in the room with me. I wasn't angry or anything like that, I just wished someone would have stayed with me in the room, but then again, who could? Liam couldn't leave his wife and their new daughter to come and attend to me neither could Ethan's parents leave their temporarily paralyzed son just to come and attend to me. This is where family distinctions came in, this was where my family was supposed to be, supporting me and staying by my side but it was obvious I didn't have any family, at least

I watched as Ethan tried to lift the dumbbell off the floor again and he failed to do so. It was quite funny and sad to watch at the same time, it was funny because he would make these weird facial expressions whenever he wanted to do so, lift them I mean.And it was sad to watch because he was carrying the smallest size of the weights. Even though I could lift them with little to no stress, Ethan was frustrated that this simple task was proving to be difficult for him. It was bound to be like that anyways, his cast had just come off some two weeks ago, so he was just regaining control of his arms and legs, he couldn't start his physiotherapy until the casts had come off. When we were leaving the hospital, the doctors had opted for him to use a wheelchair as an avenue for him to be able to move around without any issues.Ethan had freaked out and flat-out refused when he had first heard about it, his words were that he didn't want to be confined to a wheelchair.It was after much em