Mark, Iâm impatient, and I donât want to wait.
If you canât manage it, then we⦠Weâre done.
â
The words pained Cecilia deeply as she spoke them.
Mark was the one Cecilia had given her heart to for so many years.
ALL she asked was simple, yet if he couldnât meet this request, she would let him go.
Markâs hands formed into tight balls.
His usually kind expression turned stormy, yet he kept his anger in check.
âJust give me some time to sort it out.
â
Cecilia was about to respond when his phone interrupted with its ring.
Markâs brow creased in annoyance, but he took the call.
Cathyâs voice came through, explaining that Laura was struck with severe pneumonia, her temperature soaring to 40 degrees, causing convulsions.
Mark unbuttoned his shirt and spoke in a hushed tone.
âIâll be right there.
â
After the call, Mark said softly to Cecilia, âIâll head there to check on her.
â
Cecilia faced him with a serene expression.
She questioned him, âThe child belongs to Cathy.
Doesnât that child have her grandparents? Mark, why do you have to meddle in her affairs?â
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Ceciliaâs heart wasnât vast enough for such generosity.
Being generous would only bring her pain in the end.
After a quiet moment, Mark admitted, âI owe Paul a big one.
â
He changed his shirt and assured Cecilia to rest, promising to take her and Edwin back to Duefron tomorrow morning.
Cecilia turned away from him, saying nothing.
Despite her silence, Mark departed.
Soon after, the sound of the car engine echoed from the yard.
Tears rolled down Ceciliaâs face.
She wept quietly.
But she had grown beyond her innocence.
She wouldnât permit herself to weep for an extended period.
Restlessness kept her awake.