"We had really not meant to keep it a secret from you. But we don't want you to carry hope just as we did... because they had also said that she might give up anytime soon," The old woman talked lastly while wiping her tears.
"Baby boy, now that you've known, you just have to be strong okay? And let's all pray that she wakes up," She softly added with a sigh, still holding his arm as she watched him stared into space in a daze.
"Yes grandson, we all have to be strong, and let's hope for the best," the old man softly seconded with another heavy sigh.
They had totally lost hope after seeing that there was no way to revive her again. Because, even though the doctors had said that there is a slight chance of her waking up, they had also said that her organs might start degenerating soon, that was why they had been using those herbal supplements on her skin every day.
And the other girl, after hearing from her the despicable things her father had done, she had promised them not to go back as she couldn't face the people that he had destroyed their lives and if the situation comes to worst, and they someday lose the girl, she would just go somewhere, very far from here.
Silence engulfed the living room as the old couple were very deep in thoughts while the guy dazedly stared into space as each of their words continued echoing in his head and he slowly lowered his head while the old woman continued patting his back with a soft sigh.
He finally looked up after some minutes, then took in a deep breath while trying to control the tremors that had started again in his fingers as he clenched his fists tightly.
Glancing upstairs again with a deep sigh, he slowly turned his attention back to the old couple and his eyes slowly wandered between them with an indescribable emotion, while wondering the reason why they were doing this.
For as long as he could remember, after his father's marriage with his stepmother, they had instantly given his brother back, because they were the ones that had raised him after their mother died while giving birth.
And after that, the old couple did not contact them anymore and had even cut ties with them. And although he was still very little at that time, he could clearly recall very well because he had also wanted to follow them here and live with them but was denied by his father.
He stared down at his grandmother whose gaze had never left him and had tears running down her face and he sighed again then slightly rubbed her shoulders.
The old woman continued sobbing softly and she slowly wrapped her arms around him. "I miss you so much, baby boy... Please don't leave grandma again, okay?"
"Mm... Okay..." Carl slowly nodded then hugged her back with another sigh, while feeling confused at her words. However, he didn't bother to ask, knowing well that his father would surely have an explanation for everything.
The old man whose eyes were fixed on them and was watching them silently, finally sighed contentedly as his thoughts wandered back to his dead daughter. And just like her, the boy is very understandable. Because he was surprised that he had managed to keep calm while they slowly explained everything to him.
He carefully stood up while holding tightly to his cane then walked forward and patted his shoulder. "Be strong, okay?" He muttered with a genuine smile and Carl slowly nodded.
He had actually thought that he had lost her forever and would never get to see her again. However, seeing her alive now, even though it was in this condition, that small hope had started building up again in his heart.
"Hey, old man, I'm back! Argh! I can't believe those traffics__ it is like all the world had totally turned against me after you gave me that mission!"
The grumbling voice of a girl suddenly disrupted the peaceful atmosphere in the living room and all their eyes turned toward the door and they watched as a haggard-looking girl came striding inside while stomping her foot on the ground.
"What!!?" Kelly instantly stopped in her footsteps with widened eyes as she subconsciously glanced up and watched the view in front of her. Her eyes darted to the guy who was being hugged by the old woman and a slight gasp escaped her lips. "S... Sir."
Her legs started trembling and she gripped tightly to her bag then ran upstairs while cursing inside that she couldn't control her fear for this guy. Those few months of working with him had really traumatized her.
Carl's gaze followed the girl's back and he turned to his grandfather who was glaring at her back. "Who is she?" He asked with knitted brows and heard his grandmother chuckled.
"We adopted her when she was little. Don't mind her attitude, that is how she usually behaves," his grandmother said softly while stroking his palm.
"Go upstairs now, baby boy... I'm sure Vivian would have finished applying the herbs on her."
"Mm." Carl slowly nodded with another sigh then stood up after she released his arm and he started walking up the stairs in unhurried footsteps.
He silently walked through the long hallway as so many thoughts ran through his head while feeling happy and sad at this time.
He was still in his thoughts when he noticed the girl that was suddenly walking in his direction with her head down and he slowly paused in his footsteps. "Why didn't you go back?" He asked as she walked past him after muttering a greeting.
Hearing his words, Vivian also paused in her footsteps, with their backs facing each other. "I was the one that made her go through that... I had to take responsibility, " She replied softly and bit her lips while sighing inside.