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AS FAST as his legs could carry him. Nathaniel; the thirty two years old father, ran to the waiting room, giving the designated description from the receptionist on desk.
Upon been called in his way back home by one of the guards, who told Nathaniel his son had been rushed to a hospital by Henry and Samantha.
Nathaniel felt weaken at the sight of Samantha. Her chestnut hair look rough-like it'd been racked a lot of times. The once lovely dress she wore-completely unrecognizable, her head was facing down with a sleepy Olivia in her arms.
A glance at her, proved how heartbroken she was. Whatever happened this evening, Nathaniel fear it might have done a huge damage on Samantha's life.
And it was all his fault. If only he'd been there with them. If only he'd not ran like a
