Chapter 227: A Harsh One.
Arissa was bearly able to control her emotions. When the door was opened from the inside, she stood thunderstruck by guilt on her parent’s behalf.
She took in the man said to be Adele’s father and she swear the man before her was not okay. He was being eaten from the inside. Her heart immediately bled for the man, his whole collarbones were pointy with sacks of black bags under his eyes.
He could pass as someone customized for a zombie character in a movie. A wave of sad emotions filled her heart. She somehow imagined this for a grieving couple but never expected it.
How much this man have suffered was glaring on his face. His wife on the hospital bed with a lost daughter would never be a story she would want to hear about.
"Mr. Wyatt," Stephen acknowledged with a flat sad tone the moment he opened the door. "Thank you so much for coming, Mr. Wyatt," he stretched his hand for a handshake.
Nicklaus took the man’s hand with his stern mask back on. "It’s okay. I’m also grateful you would let me see your wife with no special condition,"
Stephen nodded before his eyes darted to the Lincoln Princess. He did not let Nivklaus in for no reason. He let him in because Arissa was Laura’s daughter and maybe Laura might tag along to see her best friend.
Arissa looked into the man’s green eyes that was exactly Adele’s set of eyes. Her dizziness immediately returned.
"This is Arissa, my wife," feeling Nicklaus’s warm hand squeezing her own, she was drawn back into reality. A harsh one.