Louis couldn't believe it. He was back here again.
Three times he'd been here. Three in the past year.
First was Marcus in a coma.
Second, Julia.
And last but not least… Sophia.
He found himself at the edge of a nervous breakdown.
Being here again terrified him to his very core. Losing his sister made it worse.
He should've paid more attention to her. He should've made sure she was okay.
Blaming it on himself, Louis hoped Sophia would be fine.
Julia had died of a heart attack.
'I should've known she'd overexert herself,' Louis uttered under his breath.
Poor Sophia.
The death of Julia was still fresh.
Raymond's return tooka huge toll on her - as though the interregnum being stretched wasn't enough.
She held for long enough before she finally cracked.
Clarisse still didn't know.
Unaware Nicholas had arrived already, Louis called Clarisse up.
