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"You don't seem to be in the right state of mind since yesterday. You're very on edge. What on earth is going on?" Hearing his concern, I couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears. "I heard Dad's voice…" Felix stiffened. "It's been over a week since Dad passed. Are you sure you didn't imagine it?" "No," I cried, shaking my head. "It's real. He just told me that something's going to happen to Jasper. And then sure enough, I can't reach Delia on her phone anymore. What do I do?" One tragedy after another had occurred this week, and my nerves were frayed to their limit.

Karter only gurgled in response, smacking his toy on his bed continuously; completely oblivious to anything she was saying. "Sometimes I actually forget" she let out a heavy sigh and gently patted Karters head. Karter giggled and reached for her fingers with his tiny ones. "So cute!" Paisley gushed and planted a kiss on his chubby cheeks. The door opened and Carter walked in looking taut. "Hey" Paisley called to him softly, "Is everything okay?" She watched the corner of his lips curve into a small smile. "Um..." He sighed and the smile faded, "My dad died"

I said sarcastically “Sorry to call sir, but it’s about your dad” “What happened to me dad?” “He....he...” “He what?” “He had a heart attack” “A heart attack? Where is he?” “At the hospital” “Okay I will on my way”I s itaid and hung up “Caddie, we need to go” “Why the urgent need sir?”said Clinton “Just shut up and get into the car, would you?”I yelled

"Dad, why was I here?" He looks up, putting food and water in front of me. "You were on your way to Figi." "For My wedding," I add. "Where's my husband?" He looks down. "He didn't make it." "Drey is dead?" Dad looks up at me, a funny look on his face. "Drey? Yes. Yes, Drey is dead. I'm so sorry, sweety.”

I couldn't wrap it around my head that my Dad, whom I saw hours ago in his office, who gave me money and permission to go hang out with Ruby, my best friend, is lying cold in a morgue. The doctor said it was heart failure. His secretary said he had a visitor. After the visitor left, he came out of his office, gasping for air, and was rushed to the hospital where he gave up. And I don't know who to believe. The car came to a stop in front of our duplex. Just a glance at the front door made my tears come rolling again. “You need to stop crying, Jade," Ruby said gently, rubbing circles on my back. “I can't," I sobbed. “I can't believe that Dad is no more! He was okay this afternoon. How could h

Almost a minute passed before Serena finally managed to speak. "My mum called..." Her voice cracked. My stomach dropped. "My dad..." She broke off. Then started crying harder. I grabbed her hand. "Serena..." "My dad died." The room went completely silent. For a second I thought I heard wrong. "My dad died this morning." I froze. Nia froze too. Neither of us knew what to say. A stroke. Her mum said it was a stroke. One minute he was there. The next... he wasn't. The rest of the evening passed in tears.

That's straight-up murder! [You monster! You sacrificed your own kid for views?] The very last frame before the signal cut was Dad's twisted, panic-stricken face. It wasn't because he'd lost me, though. It was because he knew the public persona he'd crafted carefully had just gone up in flames. … The cops arrived. So did the ambulance, though it was purely for show at this point. The doctor did a brief check before pulling a white sheet over me. My time of death was two hours ago, which was right when Dad had taken his first sip of champagne. It was right when he'd looked into the camera and said that I had incredible acting.

"Hey, has anyone noticed that she and the hospital president both have the last name, Hawkins? Is this a family-run hospital? Does it belong to their family?" Reading the comments, I couldn't help but laugh. In what world would an apology suffice? Thanks to their system error, this situation blew up into a nationwide scandal. I lost my job, and Mom was put through so much emotional distress as well—not to mention the fact that I was now labeled as some deadbeat who refused to pay my debts. These people had no clue that bringing Dad's body to the hospital was just the start. "Mr. Hawkins?" I called out. Albert clenched his jaw and said, "This is not a conducive place for us to talk, so let's

I bit my lip and glanced at Chloe across the island from me, nibbling on her chicken nuggets watching me. "Kelly! It's so nice to hear your voice! I've been calling your dad all day, has he been busy?" I felt dread as I heard him mention my dad. At least I didn't have to try to turn the conversation that way myself. "Um...no. Uncle Joe, something happened last night. I thought Mom would have called you, but she's been out of it all day." "What happened?" He asked me sharply. I took a deep shaky breath and closed my eyes. "Dad passed away. He had an aortic aneurysm that busted and they couldn't save him."

“Relax, Chirp. You’ll be fine. Just keep your phone charged and answer if I call, alright?” “Okay,” I reply shakily. “Alright.” “See you soon.” Before I can reply, he hangs up. I blink at the wall. I should feel sad, hurt, but I don’t. Shock, surprise, they hit me all at once. My dad is…dead?