"Get it away from me!' He pushed the tray away, splashing its contents away. Dolan, Monica, and Laura just watched through the glass doors.
This had been going on for the past year and Roman was not getting any better. His illness, because not being treated had turned him to almost a psycho.
He refused to take them. Alcohol became his medicine and Nikki and their child, what he longed for. The
great Romanov had become almost unrecognizable and his family was scared. Scared that they might lose him forever.
Hope. The only thing they could do was hope Donavon would be able to finally convince Nikki to come and see Roman, at least once.
Nikki stood behind the door and listened to the city conversation her father was having with Donavon.
This had been going on for the past year. Donavon
