ANGELA AJAX
It is Sunday Morning. The cleaning service did come this morning and cleaned up. Edward left in the middle of the night but now he is here to pick me up. We are using my car to travel back to the city, and James is going to follow us in his car.
Getty came back from the hospital this morning and we are not talking. Yesterday, I received 800 dollars from the guests that attended the ceremony, and a few cents together. I took 500 dollars for myself and went to Getty.
“Hi, Uhm… This is for you since mama is at the hospital. For what it’s worth, I am sorry. I am leaving now but, I will pass at the hospital to see how mama is progressing. Goodbye,” I put the rest of the money on the dressing table of her room and walked out going to the car.
“Ready to go?” Edward opens the pas
