Carlos!”


    “Bye Carlos, see you!”


    Carlos felt suspicious of them. His intuition told him these kids were nning something behind his


    back.


    They had always been courteous to him, but this time, it was more than that. They seemed to want to


    butter him up, as if trying to get on his good side. Especially Jared. He had even sped his hands in


    prayer when he left the ward.


    With that thought in mind, Carlos turned to Emmett and instructed, “Go and get some information from


    your girlfriend.”


    Emmett understood what he meant.


    “Yes, Carlos!”


    But… He suddenly felt baffled. Kasie was on Debbie’s side, and so was he! Besides, Kasie was one of


    Debbie’s best friends. Not exactly a reliable source, especially if she was part of the n. No matter


    what information he had gotten wind of, he wouldn’t betray Debbie. He Liked the girl, though he was


    curious what she was up to.


    As a protest against Carlos, Debbie was determined to endure a long, boring stay in the hospital rather


    than bow down and beg him to take her back home.


    A weekter, Debbie was finally discharged from the hospital.


    Breathing in the fresh air outside, Debbie felt a surge of excitement coursing throughout her body. ‘No


    more smell of disinfectant in the air! Amazing!’ she eximed in her mind.


    Truth was, if it weren’t for the new semester starting in two days,


    Carlos wouldn’t have allowed her to be discharged from hospital until the scar on her forehead


    vanished. So she felt really Lucky.


    After leaving the hospital, Carlos drove her back to the manor.


    Much to her disappointment, he left for his office at once, even before she’d been properly settled


    there.


    Watching him slowly disappear from sight, she could do nothing. She searched her brain, but found no


    excuses to make him stay a little


    Longer.


    The rhythm of an old song began to y in the back of her mind. She tried to recall the lyrics. ‘Yeah, I


    remember now!’ Then, she cleared her throat and began to sing.


    “I hide my tears from you to y cool. I give you a cold shoulder, however I care. Never thought you’d


    leave me along the way. My heart is dripping blood, but I have no courage to make you stay. I watch,


    you go to a world, far, far away…”


    As she sang the sad song, Debbie felt much better. Sad songs sometimes had a way of doing that,


    curiously. They were cathartic, in a way, and sometimes more effective than all the anti-depressants a


    pharmacy had to offer. Then, she remembered Carlos told her to buy whatever she needed because


    her luggage had been lost. They weren’t going to drag the river to find someone’s dresses or makeup


    collection. Besides, she had stayed in the hospital for so many days. She needed to break out hang


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    “Your tenderness is nowhere to be found, and I lose all reasons to be strong…” Debbie continued to


    sing to herself as she slowly made her way upstairs. Funny enough, she suddenly sped up the rhythm,


    changing the sad melody to a cheery tune.


    Meanwhile, Carlos had made a call to a housemaid before driving out of the manor. He asked the


    housemaid what Debbie was doing at the moment.


    Withplicated feelings, the housemaid looked at the woman who was singing happily, and replied


    honestly, “Carlos… Debbie is singing.”


    Carlos was surprised. ‘Singing? So she’s quite happy even without me he thought, upset.


    Unsatisfied with the answer, he hung up the phone at once, his face darkened. He was as gloomy as


    ever, and the mood around him darkened as well.