Ariel Mackenzie is a tough and resilient woman who has always put her son, Jason, first, she could even go up the sky and pluck the moon for him. But when the assassin organization she works for demands the head of Jason's father, Vincent, Ariel is faced with a difficult decision, should she risk her future relationship her child, or save it by not completing the mission, which has dire consequences. Going back to her hometown did not only open up old wounds but it created new ones, secrets that were meant to be kept in the dark were brought to light, betrayals were made and and some relationships were broken.
"You both should stay with your mother, I have something urgent to attend to." Vincent stood up forcing a smile at Ariel, "I'll be back soon, take care." He said and without waiting any longer, he exited the ward.
Ariel stared at him leaving, from his complexion she could tell that something isn't right with him yet he pretends to be alright.
Outside the ward, Vincent strong walls hiding his pain finally crumbled, he hissed as he held the wall with his hand on his injured area.
How long has it been? He wondered looking at his hand that has been immediately stained with blood, a sad smile etched on his face, as he shook his head trying to stay conscious, he had not yet fully recovered from the incident of losing his blood yet again he lost a ton.
His hands wobbled probably tired from upholding his weight, sighing, he dropped his shoulder on the wall groaning at the impact.