Chapter 12

It got to the point that Eleonora had to put her palm on her mother's chest and hand every now and then to confirm that her heart was still heating and that her pulse was still active.

Josephine walked into the room all fresh and clean, she cleared her throat announcing her presence in order not to wake Rosaline.

"Any progress so far?" The woman asked curiously as she put the tray down on the centre table positioned in the couch area of her room.

"Not yet, she's still passed out as a log and I am getting really worried." Eleonora stated as lines appeared on her forehead as she furrowed her brows in worry.

"I should have just been a better daughter to her and helped her out instead of just standing by the side likes watching everything unfold while successfully eavesdropping on the conversation or more like argument she was having with that man.

I never knew she went through so much just to have me and keep me safe away from that narcissist I unfortunately happen to call my father