Twinkle (Never Lose Those Magical Moments 🤍)

Chapter 27

Freen lay next to Rhea, who was wide awake. Concerned, Rhea gently covered Freen with a blanket and touched her forehead, realizing it was burning hot. Alarmed, Rhea jumped out of bed and began searching for the first aid kit. She remembered how Becky had taught her to prepare one for treating fevers.

After a brief search, Rhea found the first aid kit near a stand. Just as she reached for it, a photo frame slipped and fell, crashing onto the floor. The noise startled Freen awake.

Rubbing her eyes, Freen looked at Rhea, who was closing her ears with her hands. A smile crept across Freen's face as she walked over to her.

"Did you hurt anywhere?" Freen asked, checking Rhea's hands and legs for any signs of injury.

"No, Green! Sorry I disturbed you," Rhea said, pinching her own ears in mock apology.

"Don't do that! Come here! The glass pieces might hurt you," Freen cautioned gently.

Rhea nodded and climbed back onto the bed, settling down beside Freen as she cleaned up the room. Picking up the photo frame, Freen examined the picture inside.

"Who is it, Green?" Rhea asked, pointing at the photo.

"She is Jennie," Freen said with a smile, her eyes softening at the memory.

"This is your favorite person!" Rhea exclaimed.

Freen nodded, carefully cleaning the frame. "Yes, she was very special to me."

"When will you take me to see her?" Rhea asked, her curiosity shining through.

"We can't see her. She's far away from us," Freen replied softly.

"She is the one in the sky?" Rhea's eyes widened with innocence.

"Yes, I think at least there she will be happy," Freen said, looking thoughtful.

"Do you miss her, Green?" Rhea asked, her voice gentle.

"Yes, a lot! She is my angel, just like you. You both never made me cry," Freen said, her heart aching at the thought.

"So you love me as much as your favorite person?" Rhea asked, tilting her head.

"Yes, cutie pie. I love you a lot," Freen said, wrapping her arms around Rhea and planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Green, you have a fever?" Rhea observed, concern etching her small features.

"Don't worry, I'll be alright. It's almost night. Do you want me to take you home?" Freen asked.

"Green, Becky is upset. Can you please come with me? I asked Non and Richee to take care of her. If you forgive her, she will be okay," Rhea pleaded.

Just then, Laura called Freen's phone. "Freen, Non is not Becky's husband. The truth is, I can't find any evidence that Becky is married. She lived in London previously, and Rhea was born there. Rhea's father's name is missing from her hospital records. Patrick just informed me. It's very suspicious," Laura said urgently over the phone.

Freen glanced at Rhea, her heart racing. "Okay, Laura. I'll talk to you later," she said before hanging up. "Yes, I need to meet her," Freen added to Rhea.

"Let's go!" Rhea said, grabbing the photo frame before heading toward the door.

"Why are you taking that?" Freen questioned.

"I'll ask Non to change the frame," Rhea replied with a bright smile.

"No!" Freen protested, but Rhea's pleading eyes made her relent.

"Please?" Rhea said with her best puppy-dog expression.

Freen sighed and nodded, unable to resist Rhea's charm.

The two made their way to Becky's house. As they approached, Irin spotted them and walked over.

"Can I meet Becky?" Freen asked politely.

"Yes! She is upstairs. Rhea, come with me. You need to have your milk," Irin said, gently holding Rhea's hand.

"Thanks!" Freen smiled, grateful for Irin's help.

Irin didn't respond, focusing on getting Rhea to drink her milk. Freen knocked softly before entering Becky's room, her heart racing at what she was about to confront.