"Father!" Nolan barged inside the hospital room.
Jefferey was lying on the bed, almost fighting for his life. Clarence, Drake, Gianna, Mike, David, and Freida were mourning. They all knew it was about time. It was a hard fact that a man like him would die like that. But in many ways, it was assuring. He had been in that bed for far too long.
Drake seemed devastated. He was standing in a corner, feeling lost and sad. He didn't know how things transpired to any of them. He wanted to clear the air between Nolan and his father and unite them. There was so much that had happened in the past and only their father knew the whole truth. With his death, it will all be lost. He felt like he had lost the chance to make things right. The guilt was eating him away. He had no idea what to do to make
