Chapter 20

Camilla

I arrived at home as late as 10pm. I had waited in the hospital with the hope that a donor would show up but no one did. I was left with just Desmond's words about confiding in Lawrence and telling him about his kids.

I could not keep this thought to myself, it was eating me up on the inside so I decided to congide in Britney. She had finished tucking Mia and Ben to sleep. We were together in the living room. I cleared my throat and decided to speak.

"Britney..." I started but she interrupted me halfway with a loud scoff. "Oh please! You will not eat, you refuse to sleep! You spend most of the time thinking and zoning out. This is unfair to I and Mira. It is also unfair to yourself Camilla! We are all worried about you and I am sure that when George gets better, he will not be happy with you when you fall sick!" Britney blurted out.

My eyes widened in shock, I was taken aback by her sudden outburst but I understood her care for me. She was just worried about me, I would do the same if I was in her shoes.

"Britney, come on. I am a grown adult. I will take good care of myself once my son is okay. It just feels unfair if I take care of myself when my son is sick and on the verge of dying." I broke down into tears at that moment. My heart raced extremely fast as I started crying. Britney pulled me into a tight hug and joined me in crying.

"I understand you but George is not going to die. He will get better and once he does, he needs to see his mother doing okay. At least do this for his sake." Britney said.

It reminded me of Desmond's words back at the hospital. I knew that I needed to start listening to people. Desmond and Britney. Their words made sense and I needed to listen to them for the sake of my son and for my own good.

"There is leftover Mac and cheese in the fridge. Please go and eat some." Britney pleaded breaking free from our hug.

"But I have something important to tell you." I said with a serious look on my face. Britney sighed heavily, she placed her hand on my shoulder and stared directly into my eyes. "You will tell me all of that right after you eat."

I nodded my head at her. Immediately I stood up, my eyesight was slightly blur and my stomach grumbled. This was as a result of lack of sleep and hunger. I exchanged glances with Britney and she gave me this "I told you so look"

I made my way to the kitchen and ate little portion of the Mac and cheese from the fridge just as Britney had instructed. By the time I was done, I walked back to the living room but Britney was already fast asleep. I decided to let her rest and save the conversation about Lawrence for tomorrow.

I laid on the couch besides Britney and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I was woken up by a small tap on my shoulder. It was Mira glancing at me. I flashed her a warm smile and rose from the couch. She was already dressed in her school uniform and so was Ben.

I could smell the aroma of fried bacon from the kitchen and I could see Britney's silhouette. I reached for my phone to check if there was any text messages from Doctor Mark, none at all. I sighed heavily but I refused to be demotivated. I still held out hope for a miraculous turnaround for my son.

"Mummy, can I ask you for a favour?" Mira asked in a low tone. I nodded my head in agreement and said "Of course baby, go ahead and ask."

"Can I visit George in the hospital right after school? I miss my twin brother and I just want to see him. I promise not to cause any trouble and I promise to remain quiet so I do not wake him up." Mira said.

"Me too aunty. I want to see George too." Ben also backed Mira up. I smiled at the both of them and pulled them into a small hug.

"Okay, you guys can see George right after school. Britney will bring you both to the hospital." I said forcing a smile on my face.

Mira squealed excitedly and Ben cheered too. I never knew they actually wanted to see George. I guess I was mostly focused on my own self that i ignored their feelings.

"Come on kids. Time to go to school, the bus is here." Britney said. Mira planted a small kiss on my cheek and said "I love you mummy." She scurried out of the house and Ben bidded me goodbye as well. Britney helped them get to bus.

She returned back but headed to the kitchen to give me a plate full of toast bread and fried bacon. "Eat up." She pointed to the food.

I nodded my head and flashed her a grateful smile. "Thank you Britney. I owe you a lot." I said with so much sincerity. Britney waved it off.

"Sorry I fell asleep last night. We were supposed to discuss something important but I was too tired that I do not remember when I suddenly dozed off." Britney apologized.

"No problem Britney. I am glad you were able to rest. You needed it. We all did." I said.

Britney nodded her head at me and continued. "So what did you want to talk about. Any feedback from that doctor? Does it by any chance have anything to do with George?" Britney threw questions at me.

I released a heavy sigh and braced myself up as I prepared to tell her about Desmond's idea.

"Actually, this is about Lawrence." I blurted out.