All Chapters of Something In Between Love : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CHAPTER 112 Sebastian "I still can't believe you're here.” She sighed dramatically and I smiled. She had cried enough to fill buckets, yet the tears won't stop coming. I hate to see her cry. "Are you sure you aren't pregnant again? I recall you cried so much then," I teased. She slapped my chest. "Then who would be the father? It can't be you because you've been glued to your bed the entire week. Richie?" She smirked. Cheeky woman. "I can't believe at some point I was jealous of him," I muttered bashfully. She laughs and rubs my neck. "Oh really?" she mocked. I rolled my eyes and kissed her palm, "between men, he knew how I felt and he made sure to drive me out of my mind.” “You sure we're clueless," she laughed. "Richie has never been anything but a brother; you have nothing to worry about, big man," she kissed my cheek. I laugh out loud. "What's so funny?" she asked with a frown. "I don't think you've noticed, but you've been touching me

CHAPTER 114 Emily The two unavoidable forces in the entire universe are love and death, the former brings both unimaginable joy and pain, while the latter brings fear and heartache to those left behind in the harsh reality of the loss of the one they loved. It's been three days now since Sam has passed, and it's like a blanket of dark clouds hung above our heads. Sam was no more and there was no doubt that Sebastian was devastated. I knew what he was thinking; he's the kind of person to blame himself for everybody's misfortune; he thinks every occurrence that comes about to the ones he loves is entirely his fault. I, for one, feel terribly responsible for Sam's death; after all, he died saving me. When Sam's death was announced he was inconsolable. "But he was breathing just a moment ago,” he said in a weak voice. He had lost someone again. I entered his room and saw him standing on the balcony, dressed in a black suit without a tie. A faraway look in his eyes. "

CHAPTER 116 Emily "To my sister whom I've never properly appreciated. I know it has not been easy dealing with a mule like me but I won't want to say I will never let you down again. But I will make sure your hard work to put me through school wasn't in vain, and to you too my handsome brother-in-law. I love you all." Emma finished her speech and everyone clapped. I was crying my eyes out throughout the ceremony while Sebastian repeatedly wiped my tears with a handkerchief. After that, we stood outside to take photographs in the school field. Then my eye caught Anna. Felix's wife. She was holding a baby in her hand. I felt pity wash over me, the baby didn't deserve to grow up without a father. Our eyes met briefly then she approached me. I didn't know how to react, my feet were planted firmly to the ground. "Hello," Anna greeted. I stared down at the beautiful baby cooing softly. My heart raced. "He's beautiful, what are you doing here?" "I never liked you one

EPILOGUE Doreen's eyebrows furrowed in deep concentration, her lip jutted out as she patted the sand on the flower seed she had just buried. Sebastian and his four-year-old daughter were on their knees planting flowers beside his father's grave. "Daddy, do you think it will grow and make Grandpa happy?" She turned to her father. "Everything grows when you give it a little love and care, I also know that Grandpa would love it more because you did it for him.” "You think so?" she asked with a smile. She looked up at him with her big brown eyes that were a replica of his, though she was a replica of Emily in every way, her button nose, and plump lip. But she had Sebastian's relentless trait. "Yes sweetheart," he replied with a smile. "Now let's bury it and remember to–" "Water it and give it more sunlight!" she leaped from her kneeling position. He chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Smart girl!' "Come in, you two; Aunt Sophia and Uncle Theo are here!" Emily yell

THEODORE There were series of events that occurred in my lifetime that I could never forget or erase. I never believed in cliches like 'Love is Blind' or 'No one prepares you for falling in love' because I was an extremely intentional person, never impulsive, critically choosing my words before I speak. However, I grew up in a home where promises were never kept, people didn't matter and love was never a factor. I think that egged me to be intentional about my decisions. My father was extremely aggressive but he never laid a finger on my mother or me--but of course he didn't have to, his abusive words made up for it. And my mother was never affectionate because she never received affection. There I was, a ten year old constantly walking on eggshells with my family as though I lived with strangers. I had to work to be worth it, I believed that the entirety of human is to work hard so you'd be relevant so that you won't be tossed away. My Father's start up publishing compa