Chapter 135
- Seeing that man had made her feel uneasy. All throughout yesterday she was nervous and kept jumping at the smallest sound. Sleep evaded her because she couldn't stop worrying about her children. What if someone broke in and hurt them? She just got Zander back. Losing him would destroy her. Max must have noticed how on edge she was because he took the kids and Mel out, telling her to relax. It was his way of giving her a day off. But all it did was give her more nerves. Instead of resting, she went around the house, looking for something out of the ordinary. A broken window or door. Anything to indicate she wasn't overreacting. Her search stopped outside Genevieve's door. Since Gwen went off on her, she hadn't left her room. Emilia wondered if the woman was repenting.
- That was if she was capable of repenting. She wasn't a saint but she knew she couldn't ignore her child, especially if he was in the hospital. How had she done it? Genevieve sure was one of a kind. Emilia couldn't believe a mother would live somewhere happily even after knowing her daughter was shot. They were all grieving for Zander but she wasn't. At the very least, she could have spent some time in the hospital comforting Gwen. Why hadn't she done that? What were her reasons? And was she being too judgemental? Maybe there were things she didn't know about her. What if she'd spent all those months worrying about her daughter? No. If she had been worried, then she would have checked in on her. But what if...
- Suddenly the door opened and Genevieve asked "Do you need something? You've been standing here for a while"