PROLOGUE 1
Doctor Zeus has been pacing back
and forth for almost two hours.
Biting his pen and messing his hair in every chance he got. There are bags in his eyes, his lab coat ruined and his laboratory is a mess.
By this point tears were streaming
down his face; a mixture of anger,
sadness, frustration and regret.
Obviously, the poor doctor is a mess.
He's been chanting the ' what do I
do' words in his mind repeatedly. As
if thinking it would give him ideas to
help his only child.
It's been days since he locked himself in his laboratory and he only go out to relive himself or to make food for his son so he can secretly put medicine in it.
He barely ate and sometimes even forgot to sleep. He, one of best scientist in Asia is afraid to sleep. Afraid that when he did, he wouldn't be able to see his son alive.
It's been four months since the result came out and he almost stop breathing when he find out.
At first he thought it was normal for a teenager to sleep that often. But then he realized it was getting worst when the symptoms are exactly like his wife. He was in denial then.
It took him a long time before he accepted that Antoine was his son. All because he blame his infant son for his wife's death. In which he will regret for the rest of his life.
His wife got ill when she was pregnant with their child but in order to not harm the child his wife refuse to get treated.
Narcolepsy. A chronic neurological
disorder that affects the brain's ability
to control sleep-wake cycles. But hers was different. She sleeps for a day and worst, days. The doctor was fearful that his wife will be asleep the moment of childbirth arrives. And it happened.
The day that was supposed to be the happiest day of their life became his worst nightmare.
His wife died but the child survived.
He was mourning. He was in denial. He was in despair. He did not want to accept.
He can't even look at the child, not when seeing the child makes him remember the death of his beloved wife. How can he accept?
And so he decided.
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