As i watched and listened to them converse, I couldn''t help but recall what Lucas had told me. It was one of those nights where we randomly talked about everything and anything after making love. I had said while curled around him, my head restingfortably on his broad chest..


    "Tell me something I don''t know about your past.


    "I''m Harry''s - Doris'' husband illegitimate son..."


    "I''ve heard that like a zillion times," I interrupted him with a groan and said jokingly "Tell me something I don''t know. He chuckled at what I said which automatically brought a smile to my face.


    "Alright. I''ll tell you something you don''t know. My mother''s name is Seraphina, "he started, his voice sombre and his hand absentmindedly stroked my hair.


    I remember how my ears had perked up. Lucas had always shied away from. taking about his mother.


    "Harry had wanted a younger woman, you know, someone to make him feel like he was in his youthful days again. My mother turned out to be more than what he bargained for. He fell in love with her and decided to divorce Doris."


    There was a long pause and I was already pouting because I thought he was going to end it there but he continued.


    "Dad died of a heart attack while mom was pregnant with me. She was close to her due date and Mom who had equally fallen in love with him mourned him so much. When she have birth to me, her health was in so much risk."


    He trailed off again and I hugged him closer to me, silentlyforting him. I knew how it felt to live without one''s parents.


    "After I was born, that night, I was taken to the countryside by Mark''s father, George. No one knew about it. He saw me as a threat so he took the threat away. I grew up around maids. I had money and maids at my disposal but I had no idea about who my parents or my family was."


    I let out a small gasp. "And then I met you," I blurted out without thinking.


    I felt his chin touch my head and then it was fine so I assumed he nodded. So all those while, the only people he knew were his maids, no wonder I never saw his parents. If it wasn''t for the money he had, he probably would have ended up in an orphanage home too.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.


    "And then George died and I still wasn''t brought back. It was as if I had been forgotten. And I was fine with it. I stopped asking questions and decided to just live like that." His hold on me tightened, "And with you."


    I finally looked up at him and even though, his voice had been passive all these while, his facial expression held no malice or anger toward all that had happened to him.


    "One day, out of nowhere, Doris appeared," And this time, his eyes softened. " She told me everything. How she had tried to look for me only to find out that I died in the hospital."


    Of course, George would''ve cooked up a story, I thought to myself.


    "She told me that she had lived with the guilt of my death. She believed that no matter how horrible the rtionship between parents are, it should never affect a child. She said I had no hand in anything so I shouldn''t have suffered for it. She felt like she and her dead husband owed me and mum an apology. She finally found the opportunity when she somehow discovered that I was actually alive. Since then, Doris has been tirelessly apologizing and making it up to me."


    Doris, I thought admiringly, strong and rebellious actually had a heart of gold.


    "Sydney!" I jumped away and was jolted back to the present when I felt a hand tap me on the shoulder. I looked around me to find everyone staring at me; Mark, Lucas, Grandma and one other face - the person closest to me and who had tapped me.


    My eyes raked up and down their outfit and I could tell that she was a nurse. Sorry, you''re in my way," the nurse said politely and pointed to the pole that held the drip that I was standing beside.