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David explained, slowly and gently so that Katerina could understand every single word. “I know how lonely this journey could be sometimes. I have been through it, remember?” Katerina nodded to his words because she recalled David telling her about his childhood stories. How he lost his mother and it was the most painful experience that he had to see the therapist. Was David sorry for risking the position? Of course yes. Did he regret it? Hell no! Kate didn't have any idea a single teardrop had escaped her left eye until David reached for her cheek and brushed it away using his thumb.

It's David, a man with whom I once shared a tumultuous history, a history filled with conflict and animosity. Our paths cross in the most unlikely of circumstances, where fate seems to have orchestrated our reunion. David, a skilled operative with an intricate understanding of the criminal underworld, offers his assistance. I must admit, the proposition catches me off guard. After all, I spared his life in a past encounter, but the wounds of our tumultuous past still lingered, warning me to keep my distance.

He asked back "David, my secretary. Why?" "He looked like my missing younger brother." He muttered which made me confused Brother? From what I remember, David was the son of an ex-convict but because he wants to have a new life, he ran to me and asked for help. So we decided to change his name and look to live a peaceful life. That was so long ago before I even have this big industry before me. "You're maybe confused by someone else. I know David for years." I answered He was still looked unconvinced. I let it go and opened the wine as I pour a drink.

A stranger. "He would have loved you," Helen said. "If he had known. He would have moved mountains to be in your life." "I wish I could have known him." "He is not gone. He is in you. In your stubbornness. In your kindness. In your refusal to give up." I stayed for an hour. Helen told me stories. David saving a child's life. David staying up all night with a patient who had no family. David crying when someone did not make it.

The young man seemed to have a lot on his mind. "Calvin, did your mother ever ask you to commit a crime?" David asked. Valentino stared at David in surprise. David always smiled stupidly at Valentino. "My mom said I was stupid for not killing someone," said David and he drank the drink again. "Your mother asked you to kill someone and you refused?" asked Valentino. "Yes. Even though I canceled killing him because there were still some things I was thinking about. The impact is not kidding I think. But I think my mother didn't care about that and instead challenged the enemy," said David.

One of those lies Mavis predicted he’d tell himself, David supposed. But it was one he could live with. It would soften the blow for whatever was going to happen. He settled in on the deck of Blue Blood, sipping his beer, Duchess perched on the railing beside him, and drifted off to sleep beneath the rising moon. And dreamed of going home to Bonnie. —------------ David was finally ready to begin his journey to High Tide Harbor when he got a message notification on his phone. He opened the email, and was pissed when he saw who the message came from.

"This is David. Properly this time. He's my husband now. And we're... we're having a baby. Your grandchild." David stood a few feet back, giving me space. "Tomorrow I testify against Richard. Against Sophie. I'm going to tell everyone what they did to you. To us." Tears blurred my vision. "I'm scared I'll mess it up. That I won't be strong enough." I felt David's presence behind me. Then his hand on my shoulder. "She will be," he said quietly. "She's the strongest person I know. She survived losing you. Built an empire from the pieces. Found love when she thought it wasn't possible. She's going to stand up there tomorrow and make you proud."

There were rumors of David being gay for not showing any interest in women or some kind of a nerd for focusing on his studies and business. The door opened, and three girls entered the room to say and kiss goodnight to their grandfather. But as soon as they saw their mother on the couch, they ran toward her instead of going to Dad. When Leyanne asked worriedly what happened to their mother, David explained, but we couldn’t hear what he told them as the three just stood quietly and listened to him. Dad lightly tapped my hand. “I’m sorry, son, for keeping all these from you. My soul can rest now.”

I looked at David; it was so cute that he looked like a big, strong construction worker, but in reality he was a nice, sweet, shy, nerdy boy! As they talked, I stayed mostly quiet. Occasionally, I caught Mark and Brett staring at me. Boys would be boys! I took out a cigarette and lit it. David got up and got me an ashtray. “He’s such a gentleman!” Annmarie said, smiling. Mark laughed. “Yeah right!” “So…. Tell me something about David I don’t know?” I asked. “Umm...he likes baseball,” said Brett. “I know that one,” I replied. “He’s still a virgin!” exclaimed Mark, playfully.

Seeing her looking so adorable, David felt warm inside. " Are you afraid?" David asked with a smile. Sometimes she was too ignorant for her own Doom. He was David Brown, one of the richest people in this city and country. Even the State House was something he could enter with ease and talk less about a hotel. " No, I just don't want you getting into unnecessary trouble." Sheila uttered softly with a worrying expression on her face. Her words were as sweet as a dessert in David's ears. He couldn't believe she was worried about him. He felt a tingling sensation hit his heart.