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"When you love something, you don't wait for it to come back, I question why you even have to let go if there wasn't anything wrong, —seriously, why let go when all you want is to be with that person." Ceres argued with Craig as we all sat at one of the few restaurants that he actually liked because of their decor, not to say he was picky but he was always watching out for my diet and allergies, since he was always right, I didn't argue.

"Yeah, you maybe right, if things are great between two people why ask for space, it's why I'm wondering why Edmund needed space, on my side of things, I hadn't done anything wrong, I was the perfect boyfriend, —maybe I loved too hard and held on too tight." Craig replied sadly as my husband embraced him to comfort him. "Trust me, there is nothing called loving too hard, and besides maybe he wasn't in love anymore and you were the one still in love with him, I don't know, I'm no expert but I believe in accepting the cards you're dealt despite how hard it is." He finally concluded as Craig nodded sadly.

"Come on guys, —no more sad breakup talk, you're killing my appetite and don't worry Craig, soon enough you'll be okay, we'll find you a hot new—." The glare I got from Ceres was enough for me to shut up and eat my appetiser than say stupid stuff, it was scary. "He's right, you'll be okay." My husband finished as I noticed Wayne Eddis in the restaurant, this wasn't our first chance encounter if it were in any circumstance but I had met him before when he was with his father and my own gave a ridiculous proposal after the meeting that I  get intimate with him so he could persuade his father to invest in the firm, I never told my husband because I knew it would cause problems but seeing him, here and now, I knew something was up.

"I need the bathroom baby, be right back." I told my husband who nodded. "Okay sweetie, —here you go, the bathroom sanitizer cracks your skin." He muttered placing a kiss on my cheek then handing me a bottle of his sanitizer, I didn't get embarrassed about him treating me this way, I actually liked the extra care, yet I knew I was going to betray him.

Drake Will.

"I should have never gone into that —bathroom." I mumbled dazed by sickness, I was shivering as if I'd been dunked into a frozen lake but I was dry, with more than a few blankets ontop of me. "What was that honey?" My mother questions as she sat next to my bed, a hand on my forehead and her forehead creases in worry. "You fever is so high, —you've always had a bad streak with getting sick, you've always worried me." She whispered as she turned to all the medication laid out by the nightstand. "Not al—ways." I tried to argue but the sneezing got in the way, and it made me groan as I pulled more wipes from the box.

"Goodness Drake, do I need to take you to a doctor?" She asked more worriedly. "No mom, the doctor was just here, he said I contracted a bug and my allergies shot up." I told her and she sighed, I couldn't tell what was going on in her mind but I didn't have the heart to care, all that was going through my mind was how I would've never gotten this sick if I didn't live in a dump, and the food I ate was healthy, and if the apartment was cleaned with a certain sanitizer that left the room smelling like pine, lemons or a fresh burst of fragrance from flowers, —I missed Ceres, he would've known how to help, to take care of me.

"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" My mother finally asks seeing as I was grown man, sick, with a high fever and bawling my eyes out. "I miss him mom, I wouldn't be sick right now, I wouldn't be here mom, —how did I end up here." I replied banging my head on the headboard. "Drake I'll be honest this place is worse than a pig sty no wonder you're sick and as for how you got here, you listened to your father sweetheart, this was yours and his doing combined, now you're crying over it but it doesn't change anything, you knew what you were doing, at this point it's too late to even blame your father because you knew the consequences of your decision." She replied without hiding the facts, that was my mother, she had never been a part of our plan with dad, she had warned me several times not to break up my family.

"I'm sorry mom." I whispered and she sighed making a sound that most mothers make when they show their sympathy for their children. "I know you are sweetie, and I'm sorry I couldn't do more to stop this from happening, but I'm not the one who deserves this apology, —your family does." She stated and I nodded but it was easier said than done. "I tried to see the kids mom and Klein yelled at me, —he knows mostly everything that happened and is angry that I hurt him and our family, I didn't even get to hold my baby girl." I confessed and she sighed heavily. "It's not an easy road but don't give up, Ceres has full custody of them, respect that but they are still your children, fight for them and him." She exclaimed and I nodded sniffling and sneezing.

"I'll try mom." I replied and she just smiled my way, I could hear Ceres reply me despite him not being here. That's all you can ever do, try until you succeed. That's definitely what he would say. As my mother and I fell into a comfortable silence she shuffled on the bed to see Wayne walk in to the bedroom. "Mrs Will, I didn't know you were coming." He suddenly muttered as I rolled my eyes, I've been sick for two days and he hasn't even bother to ask how I'm feeling, in those two days this was him coming back home after his abrupt leave the day before yesterday. "How would you know dear, you're never here." My mother bluntly replied as he seemed to put on a guilty face.

"I—." He tried but my mother stopped him. "Oh don't worry about that dear, I just came to see Drake that's all, I was hoping to bump into you actually, I had a conversation with your father earlier when I was showing him these—." She mentioned as from her bag came several pictures that caused Wayne to pale and I knew there was nothing good about them. "We both agreed that your relationship with my son at this point wouldn't be good for the company, and so you're done, I already asked my driver and the help your father sent to get this place packed up, he expects you in St.Maine tonight." She concluded as Wayne had a shocked yet defiant face.

"You can't do this, —I won't let you, only Drake gets to make this decision not you." He argued and my mother scoffed whilst the help she had mentioned stood by the bedroom door. "Drake is in no condition to make decisions, I'm his mother, I know what's best for my son, you had something good and simple to maintain, you failed, go cry to daddy, —." She hissed whilst turning to the help. "We are done Mrs. Will, you can move to the lounge whilst Edna cleans and we clear out the rest of the apartment." An extremely muscular man announced, his whole body covered three quarters of the doorway it was honestly intimidating. "Thank you Sy, come on sweetie, let me make you some soup." She replied turning to me and helping me out of bed, with my mound of blankets.

"You can't let her do this, Drake!" Wayne called out and  grabbed my arm but I pulled it away, I couldn't deal with him anymore, I didn't have the strength for it. "Drake, why!" He called out as I walked. "Drake, Drake please!" He screamed but I couldn't keep dealing with him anymore, as my mother helped me walk to the lounge and thank goodness the heater was on. "Call Ceres, he'll know what to make." I suddenly told my mother shocking her. "Honey, I don't think that's a good idea." She pointed out and I shook my head in refusal. "Ceres always knew what sort of remedy I needed, because Klein has the same reactions I do, he'll know what to do mom." I aggressively asserted and she sighed. "Fine, —calm down I'll see if I can reach him." She responded and all I hoped for was to hear his voice.

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