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“I already told you, Auntie. I have no idea what you’re going on about…” Sebastian replied as he ran his fingers through his light blond hair.
“Miss Grace…she was crying,” Auntie spat at Sebastian.
“…what?” Sebastian said after a moment of stunned silence as he took in Auntie’s words.
“She was crying. Miss Grace came out of your room yesterday and she was crying. I saw it with my own two eyes!” Auntie said with conviction.
Sebastian froze in shock as he continued to listen to Auntie’s words. Grace was crying? Why?
His brows knitted into a frustrated scowl as his mind filled with countless scenarios as to why Grace was crying. None of them anything pleasant. Before he even realized what he was doing, he had gotten up quickly from his seat and was heading straight for the door.
“Where are you going?! Sebastian!” Auntie called after him.
“Tell Luka that I’m not going in today!” Sebastian called back.
Auntie watched in shock as the front door slammed closed with Sebastian gone. She didn’t know what was going on and why Sebastian was in such a hurry, but she decided to do as she was told anyways. Picking up the phone, she dialed Luka’s mobile number which she remembered by heart and relayed on Sebastian’s message.
“Luka…Sebastian just went somewhere. He told me to tell you that he’s not going in today,” Auntie spoke through the phone.
The man on the other end of the line replied and Auntie laughed merrily along with his joke.
“I don’t know…Sebastian’s been acting weird since he came back. What are you doing? You should talk some sense into him…” Auntie said impatiently.
“Granny! How are you?” I asked, trying to sound cheerful as I waltzed into her hospital room.
The room was as white and simple as ever. The hospital room was filled with advanced medical equipment and machines that were designed to keep my granny alive.
“I’m doing well. Have you been busy?” Granny asked, probably referring to the fact that I didn’t drop by before.
“A little. A couple of things happened…and I just got tied up…” I replied vaguely.
Sensing that I didn’t want to talk about it any further, my grandmother did not continue asking. Instead, she started talking about small random things that she knew would cheer me up. I truly appreciate her for everything that she’s done for me.
“How’s the painting going?” Granny asked before she smiled beautifully at me.
She had been receiving treatment for only around a week, but she seemed to be doing well. I smiled back at her as I observed her glowing face. I prayed and hoped that she would be cured and that she would be able to leave the hospital soon. Even if not permanently, it would be good enough for me if she could at least go out sometimes.
I’m sure that she was bored out of her mind being stuck in this room all the time.
“It’s going well. I’m actually here to show you the rough sketch,” I said enthusiastically.
I began removing the canvas from the protective bag to show it to her. My grandmother took the canvas in her two hands as she stared at the rough pencil sketch on it.
“This looks much better that I had imagined…” Granny said thoughtfully.
“What does that mean? Don’t underestimate your own granddaughter. Actually, I based this sketch on a photograph of us that we took together a while back,” I said.
“So, how can I help you today, young lady?” Granny asked.
She handed the canvas back to me and I smiled at her.
“I’m planning to base the facial expression on the real you now. So, I guess all I need you to do is put on your best smile for me,” I replied as I sat down in a chair next to her hospital bed.
“That’s easy enough,” grandma replied before smiling widely at me.
I couldn’t stop myself from laughing at her and soon we were laughing together. In that moment, I honestly forgot about all my troubles and everything that was going on in my life. I just wanted to focus and live in that moment, at least while it lasted.
We were busy having a great time enjoying each other’s company when the door to the room burst opened. I had a bad feeling that it wasn’t the doctor or the nurse that just stepped in through the door.
“Ha…Sebastian…Why are you here?” I asked in confusion and panic.
My eyes were like round saucers at my shock of seeing Sebastian walking into the room. He was dressed in a very smart looking white suit with a black shirt and matching black leather shoes. Overall, he seemed too smartly dressed and fashionable to be on a casual hospital visit. So, why is he here…exactly?
“What? My father is paying for this room and you’re telling me that I can’t be here?” Sebastian replied without a care as he made himself comfortable on the sofa.
I glanced over at my grandmother who was also shocked at Sebastian’s sudden appearance. I wondered if she even remembered who he is. After all, she’s probably seen him only once on that day at the church where we failed to get married. Sebastian was also dead drunk on that day which added to my guess that she probably didn’t remember him.
“…That’s not..what I meant…” I said before I sighed.
Why is he here? I don’t even want to see him. He’s made my life messy enough already and now he’s intruding on my grandmother’s hospital room where she’s supposed to be recovering.
While I was thinking of how to handle him, Sebastian had gotten up from the sofa as if he had just remembered something. I watched as he walked over to my grandmother’s hospital bed. Instinctively, I stepped in between my grandmother and him with my arms wide open to guard my grandmother.
“Why are you really here?” I asked, suspiciously. My eyes narrowed at him.
“Don’t worry your little head. I’m not going to hurt your grandmother. Do you think I’m some kind of monster?” Sebastian said in disbelief before he laughed a little.
Yes, I did think that he was a monster.
Sebastian folded my arms to my side before he walked past me towards my grandmother.
“My name is Sebastian and I’m currently dating your granddaughter. I heard that you were in this hospital from my father and decided to drop by to see how you are doing. I am sincerely sorry that I did not inform you beforehand,” Sebastian said smoothly before smiling his most angelic smile at my grandmother.