"Their story just got started. Then what went wrong, Joseph?" Sophie must have asked Joseph this question maybe for the umpteenth time.
A question that Joseph didn't know how to answer.
It had been three days since Marissa had a nervous breakdown. She hadn't gotten back her consciousness.
Sophie, who always preferred to stay with the kids, was now staying in the hospital corridors. Thankfully Nina knew how to keep the kids' focus on their granny. This is what she knew best. To keep everyone busy around her.
Though kids called Sophie repeatedly to ask about their mom, Emily, and Nina were taking great care of them.
Sitting on the cold floor of the hospital corridor, Sophie's face was leaning against Joseph's shoulder.
The poor man was by her side all this time. He even begged her to sit on a bench, yet Sophie preferred the floor.