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“It’s not his place or his job.” I walk out of the hospital room. I dial Oliver.
“Hey, Viktor. How’s everything?”
“I want to speak with Ava.”
“Not this again. I told you I don’t know where she is.”
“Stop with the lies. Where is she?” He is quiet.“I want to know now.” I bark. Nurses give me disapproving looks. I walk to the stairs.
“I’m sorry, I can not tell you,” he finally says.
“I swear I’m going to put a bullet in your head if you don’t speak.”
“Do what you need to do, but the answer isn’t going to change. I have to go.” He ends the call.
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It’s been a few days since my conversation with Oliver. We’ve kept our distance using Angus as the middle man. Probably for the best. I’m not sure how I will react if we are in the same room. The last time didn’t work out so well. I never imagined he would be capable of keeping such a big secret even if he thinks he is doing the right thing. To keep Ava and my son from me is unacceptable. There is a knock at my door. I look at my screen.
“Come in, Mary.”
“Mr. Manarch, I wanted to check in. Would you like some lunch?”
“No, thank you. Is Aisling’s bedroom ready?”
“Yes. The final touches were done this morning.”
“She should be here soon. My mother will be staying with us for a few days. Please prepare the bedroom upstairs.”
“Very well.”
I’ve been preparing the mansion for weeks to accommodate all of Aisling’s needs. The doctors felt she should stay in the hospital as she continues to grow stronger. But Aisling will receive better care at home. My mother devised an elaborate plan with specialists to treat Aisling’s condition here, where she belongs. I can't stand seeing her in the hospital anymore. There is another knock at the door. Fiona walks in before I can tell her to go away.
“Viktor, we need to talk.” She barges in.
“What now?”
“I don’t understand why Aisling’s bedroom is on the second floor while I’m still on the first. She needs both of her parents.”
“I’m not having this argument again.” She stands in front of my desk.
“I’m her mother.”
“Some mother you are. You’ve seen her twice since she was born.”
“You know it’s been hard to see her in the hospital. It’s too much, and I’m still recuperating from my surgery.”
“That line is getting old. If there isn’t anything else, get out. I have work to do.”
“We are a family. We need to be together. I need to be with my daughter.”
“Aisling will be living in this house upstairs. You can be with her anytime you want.”
“I’m not going to take this,” she tells me.
“My word is final.”
“I’ll leave with her.” I stand and walk around the desk.
