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Matilda's pov 👠

LA city hospital... 8am...

"Good morning, darling!" 

Marcus chirped as he walks into Denzel's ward, I throw him a nasty glare and shushed him... He halts abruptly by the door and gives me a confused look. 

"He just fell asleep!" I mouth him.

He nods and walks in, in lighter steps.

Getting Denzel to fall asleep is not an easy job at all, he's being crying all through the night to see aunt Bell or Anastasia!

He was so restless... sometimes he'll cry for water, like he needed it so bad and other times he'll cry for Anastasia.

It got to a stage that I wanted to get Tasia here, but I remembered she's not in her right state of mind.. it'll be no use getting her here.

Rhoda and I took turns to watch him, she just left a few minutes ago.

"You looked quite tired!" Marcus states the obvious as he sees me massaging my neck.

"Hmm!" I reply with a hum.