*17* The Family

I walk out of the room with a huge smile on my face. There's nothing that can be compared to the happiness one would feel if their love is reciprocated by their special ones.

My smile falters when I see, Benedict's father is sitting there with a grim expression. He looks so much like Benedict from where I am standing. His robust build somehow looks so out of place. "John." I walk towards him and sit beside him. His eyes snap at me, he was too engrossed in his thoughts.

He smiles at me, "How's he?"

"Good." I smile back. He nods while he looks at his watch, "Where's Rachel?"

"Oliver took her home." He looks at me, "I am here to make sure you reach home safely."

"Oh no! I will just book a cab." I stand up, "You must go home too. Benedict's fine. You need rest too."