But his illness made him restless and hard to soothe. He squirmed in Melissa's hold and even called out for Marcus in his sleep.

By the time it neared ten at night, Melissa, feeling at her wits’ end, pulled out her phone. “How about we call Daddy so you can talk to him?” she suggested, hoping to lift his spirits.

At the mention of his dad, Matthew perked up, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Melissa hesitated for a moment before dialing Marcus’ number.

through. “Hey, what's going on?” Melissa took a moment before replying, “Matthew's asking to speak with you... Do you have a

tentative, filled with

club, Marcus couldn't help but sneer. “What are you trying to say, Miss Brown? You think I'm

normal people? Marcus... We may have gone our separate ways, but that doesn't mean we have to be enemies, alright?” She was worried Matthew might overhear and

paused, taking in

even chiller tone, he asked, “And why would I agree to that?” Melissa felt her patience wearing thin but managed

she gathered herself before saying, “I'm going to hand the phone to Matthew.” This time, Marcus

from Melissa, he glanced at his hand connected to the IV drip. With a voice full of sorrow, he

Marcus’

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