~{CLIFFORD'S POV}~
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Some days later…
I was wheeled back into my home by Arleen and the atmosphere made me feel at ease.
It was good to be back home.
"Welcome home, Sir," the housekeeper welcomed me and I smiled in response.
Two nurses were provided for me since I would be sending Arleen off to her parents to get the space she needed.
"Miss Arleen," my housekeeper shifted her attention to Arleen.
"Yes?" She responded.
"Your bags are all packed and set. Should they move them to the car?" She inquired and I felt Arleen hesitate.
"Yes please," she finally answered and I heaved a sigh of regret.
Was I making the right decision by letting her go?
But I had to because she wasn't a prisoner. Keeping her against her will will make me look like an evil person.
