e was awakened by an un

ce called her, as his palms beat

rself to open the door. Her eyes widened to find Oswald,

happened?" She immediately

replied, bringing his hand on his chest and letting g

n." She nodded, mo

ld her, sitting on

d her arms to her chest and raised an ey

ans for my father were. She said she wanted in, that we could've taken Charles, Grace and you out eas

Brooke asked

hen he pulled his lips into a thin line and ro

at." She stated, earning a second glare, more grim than

akes sense?" He asked her

o use your identity to get Elijah to kick you out. But their brilliant plan failed, so this had to be plan B." She explained, observing the expres

claimed. "Why would they do su

he sadness, the sense of betrayal that Oswal

making her wonder for a moment how much innocence

u don't want to hear this, but all Grace cares about is Money. She doesn

, beginning to sense w

ou." She continued slowly, aware

d." Oswald

to Grace. After his death, all his possessions should go to Grace.

He asked

oman

don't care about money."

ling at him. "But Grace never will. That's why

who seemed to be increasingly s

like this. "But don't worry, I'll make sure that she does

ed her in a hug. "Brooke, why are you so good to

She simply answered with a small sm

she got so attached to him so quickly. Perhaps because, after so long, he was the only person, not too much older than her, to treat her with respect a

ly I have." She finally confessed

anything else. "I could say the same,

found a great loving family as he originally tho

o sooner is the rage of hunger appeased than it becomes difficult to comprehend t

one who h

r of the Earth" for the third time, when a chilling s

ice from another part of the house. "

nd rushed out of the room

Brooke! Help!" The

ew hours earlier to spend some time with his father. Being an exceptional tailor, Elijah had proposed to him a dress fitting in his workshop, lo

ing heavily. "Elijah!" She then exclaimed, noticing the man lying unconscious

was chocking and he lost consciousness." He s

swald, to check Elijah's heartbeat by placing two fingers on his neck. "His puls

race exclaimed, bringing a hand ove

ned, looking up at her. "It m

t him to bed. The doctor's on his w

dragged an unconscious Elijah to his bedroom, where they pla

ily and preferred to avoid causing problems. However, she learned all about Elijah's health that nigh

ing along, overjoyed to see his father back on his feet and in shape. Brooke, on the contrary, was worried and did nothing to hide it. That day, at dinner, she didn't say a word, nor she bothered to smile and

soft voice, pointing to a photo of a woman with long

hem turn. "Oswald." Murmured Grace, smiling, as she placed a crysta

." He thanked her, before

a little smile on her lips, l

the library. He then turned to his son, who remained seated, a

muttered, sto

key. I saw the warm gun in his hand. The blood. His face." Elijah started telling him, becoming more misty-eyed with every word. "Mother said never to talk about it. For years after the funeral we never left the house. I don't pretend to understand my father's torment. But I think perh

ing. "Thank you, father." He stammered, l

en said in a playful tone, pouring th

his manners, "But...but, y

r exclaimed, before throwing d

. Keep it just the way it is, a piece of history, our history." He

staring at

ll have my lawyers draw

ather's words. It was really happening. It was true, al

diately brought Oswald back down to eart

alled him, observi

ss, which shattered, colliding with the parquet. White foam beg

d holding him to his

picious noises, had rushed into the room and wa

t?" She asked with terror

d, as his father was

supposed to." Grace

and Charles were also w

l an-" She said to her daughte

and, with a quick arm movement, pushed the decanter to the ground. The carpet, however, sof

n the way." Oswald cried, cradli

eyes was too familiar. Oswald was sitting on the floor, bent over the now immobile and pale body of his father, in a state of terror and despair. Elijah had his mouth slightly open, ful

ght her back to reality and her gaze au

no sadness or compassion for poor Oswald, no, her ey

. She knew