☁︎Lorenzo☁︎ "It seems that she passed out from exhaustion, her blood pressure is a little bit high," Sebastian said. "Her pulse is weak, and she is down with a very high fever. I suggest that she gets enough rest and eats something that can hold down her stomach when she wakes up." He added before stepping away from her unconscious body and putting away his stethoscope and blood pressure monitor into his suitcase. Sebastian José is the doctor who treats my family. He's also my trusted friend. I tapped my foot on the floor as I watched the unconscious body laid on my bed. It has been about half an hour since she passed out and it was quite handy that Sebastian lived less than 10 minutes away. My back leaned into the chair I was seated on and watched as Sebastian wrote something on a piece of paper before handing it to me. "These are the prescriptions," he said when I had collected the paper. "Visit the lab if she doesn't get better in two days." "Is that all?" I asked and he humme

☼Willow☼“I’m full Daddy.” Isabella chirped as she pushed her plate forward.As usual, Lucas was the first to finish with dinner and was waiting for his sister. Lorenzo wiped Isabella’s face with a napkin and helped her down from her seat.They both wished their father goodnight and headed upstairs to wait for me.It was 7 pm and I was still cooking my curry. It has been roughly two hours and twenty minutes since I left it to cook and I’m pretty sure the meat is all tenderized by now. I’m waiting to turn off the stove and I’d come to eat it after I get the kids ready for bed.Across the table, I watched Lorenzo pick up his spoon again for the hundredth time and cut into his barely touched plate of food.I wonder if it’s still warm.He scooped a small bite of potatoes and tried to remove any excess gravy before taking a bite.A smile spread on my face at his blank face. I wanted to laugh, he didn’t even seem to chew it, his jaw wasn’t moving, and I knew from his expression that he didn

☼Willow☼Isabella let out another loud yawn as I pulled her covers to her chin, she nuzzled her face into my hand making it hard for me to retract it. I chuckle at the cute gesture, her small face looking so beautiful under the yolky bedside lamp.“Why won’t you just sleep with me Wooly?” She says, her sleepy voice barely taking out the words.Lucas shifts in his bed before he scoffs.“Because she has a bed that is much bigger and comfortable than yours.” He retorts making his sister frown. “Will has been working all day, she needs a big bed and a quiet room to sleep.”“Leave us alone Luke, we’re not talking to you.” She tells him.Lucas grumbles something under his breath before he keeps quiet. I laugh lightly at this and shake my head, they bicker over the smallest things.“You know I can’t do that Bella,” I tell her as I carefully slip my hand from under her cheeks.“Then can I sleep with you?” She asks making me pause for a moment.“How about we plan a sleepover sometime? Luke can

☼Willow☼“So, you’re saying that you won’t come to Ohio for Halloween?” Grams asks, disappointment clear in her voice.A sigh leaves my lips as I make a trip to the laundry room to wash the children’s bed sheets.“No, Grams, I said can’t come if I’m not given a Halloween break,” I corrected. “Besides, you don’t need me for Halloween, Mom is already gonna be with you.”“What do you mean if you’re not given a Halloween break? What are you a prisoner? You can ask for a two-week break and come visit your old lady.” She complains. “And your mom isn’t coming for Halloween this year because that cocky husband of hers is taking her to Hawaii.”I pause in the middle of the staircase with a big basket of laundry supported by my hip.“Dad’s taking mom to Hawaii?” I asked, shocked. “They never told me about this.”“Well, that’s what I’m here for, nobody seems to ever tell anyone anything unless I open my trap.” She grunts.I’m used to feeling hurt that it doesn’t even pain me anymore that my pare

“The Johnsons aren’t catholic, stop hanging out with that slutty daughter of theirs.” “Jane is not a slut Mom, and she wants to be my friend, why does not being catholic change everything?” “Because we are devoted to God.” “Mom, we both know that you are not devoted to God because if you did, you wouldn't treat your child like a worthless piece of shit-" The cracking sound was here again, I was still not used to it coming from my cheek. “You will not raise your voice at me Willow, not in my house. I will never tolerate that, do you hear me, Willow!?” Willow. “Willow!” “Yes ma’am,” I answered, startled when a hand patted my side. I turned to see Lucas looking at me with a confused look on his face. “Oh, Luke it’s just you,” I said with an awkward laugh that sounded throaty. “Yeah?” He answered questionably. “I was telling you to turn off the stove, dinner smells like it’s starting to burn.” He said and I snapped out of it so fast. “Oh yeah, I forgot about the stew,” I mutter