Juliana
Standing close to Mr Grey, who happens to be my father, I pitied him, pitied his constant visit to the hospital. When did he grow so old?? Oh...I remember, when he decided to dedicate the rest of his life to mourn his late daughter.
Squeezing his hand, I stared at the machine, indicating and regulating his heart beat. I hate that I'm not his favorite. Even in death, Clara Davidson is still fighting me, and with the looks of things, she happens to be winning in the aspect of her father's love.
"Where were you?" The voice that I've gradually grown to dislike asked.
Tired from stress both business and personal life, I released a deep breath "not now Jake, I'm greatly tired and stressed which is definitely not good for a woman in my condition so please whatever argument you have co
