The Love that Never Really Dies

Despite her efforts, not a sound emerged from beyond the door.

Tears streamed down her large unblinking eyes as Vivian felt demoralized.

“Daddy doesn’t want me anymore,” she sobbed. “Mommy isn’t here and Daddy doesn’t want us anymore. We are abandoned children to be sent to the orphanage.”

Matteo and Ian exchanged startled glances at the sound of their sister’s crying.

Thankfully, her cries had compelled Sebastian to open the door at last.

“Daddy!” chorused the children.

However, they were saddened to see that their father, who once stood tall and proud, had descended into a state of depression. He looked so forlorn and disheveled that he was almost unrecognizable.

“Daddy, don’t be like this. We still have to search for Mommy. Please, pull yourself together for her sake.’

Vivian was the most upset out of all three. At the pathetic sight of her father, she reached out and hugged his thigh tenderly as she gazed up at him with teary eyes.

Sebastian closed his eyes as he slowly knelt down next to her.

“Give Daddy a hug.”

“Okay.”

Vivian’s smile returned. She stretched out her plump arms and threw herself into Sebastian’s embrace with her head buried in his chest.

ambled

into the room. Finally, Frederick and his men outside

Mommy must still be alive. We will look for her

that so? Why are you so sure about that?” Sebastian dropped his bloodshot

time in many days since he had heard the

said that no matter what happens to her, she will never abandon us. Daddy, all three of us can feel her out

his son for being naive when he had the sudden realization that his faith was so weak that it was not even comparable to

quick to believe

death. Why should the mangled corpse and

a long week of agony, Sebastian finally

to the window that had

go find Mommy, shall we?” he said quietly, pulling the thick curtains apart. In a flash, the brilliant sunlight pierced his eyes, filling his beaten and aching body with

at having their father back. Pouncing right into Sebastian’s

going to find

intuition was correct. Sasha was not dead

was awake though her movements were limited. To her panic, she had lost the feeling

Nancy, here is your medicine for today. I must remind

well-dressed nurse brought a handful of pills in a bottle cap before her. There was a glass of warm

Sasha ignored her.

doctor herself, she knew very well that her injuries did not

she wheeled herself away from the