As my eyes examined the paper thoroughly, searching for some leaks and holes that might tell me it's fraud, I could sense my heart slowly go to a decline. The more I gazed at the content of the medical outcome, the more I intercepted and impeded my mind to believe it was real.
Random thoughts convulsed at the back of my head. My mind was in intemperate outbursts concerning this nerve-wracking news Lucy had brought to me. It was clouded with frightful and unimaginable scenes that I knew would lead to a disaster with this untimely revelation, causing me to shut my eyes heavily and curse underneath my breath as I held the paper tightly and almost tore it apart.
My mind was adhered to the thought of Angelou. The look on her face and what her reaction would be if the truth were known to her. I can't fathom what she would feel and how she will deal with everything right after all of these will surface. I don't think I could ever look her in the eye if these were all real.
