The little girl suffered from a medical condition that left her with three months to live.
Richard, who was a company owner and a multimillionaire, stared at his daughter but couldn’t do anything to help her. In moments like that, he knew money couldn’t buy everything.
The mansion was enormous. And it was rather quiet, but not in a way that makes you feel peaceful. No. On the contrary, that silence made everyone feel guilt for no particular reason. And yes, that mansion was filled with the best of the best. There were private doctors, state-of-the-art medical equipment, rotating nursing staff, therapy animals, gentle music, books, imported toys, bright blankets, and walls painted in Luna’s favorite color.
Sadly, the only thing that really mattered wasn’t there. And that was Luna’s mental presence.
Her eyes were always distant and unfocused. It seemed as though she stared at nothing particular, and seeing her like that broke Richard’s heart into a million pieces over and over again. His face was no longer part of the magazine covers, and his “empire” could now survive without him. He needed to be there for Luna, despite her not even being aware he was right by her side.
He started every day with the same routine. He’s prepare breakfast for his daughter, despite there were plenty of staff at the house and the kitchen who could do that instead of him. However, Luna would barely touch the breakfast, and it went on every single morning.
Next, Richard would give her the medications. Luna took plenty of meds prescribed by one of the best private doctors there was, Dr. Atticus Morrow, who was overseeing Luna’s care.
Richard would write down any change in his daughter’s behavior, even the slightest one. His notebook was filled with a bunch of notes he went through over and over again, hoping to notice a change that could help with her treatment.
But Luna barely spoke. She even barely nodded. All she did was staring at the window. Her father spoke to her anyway. He shared stories, made promises he knew he wouldn’t fulfill, and invented all sorts of fairy tales he believed Luna would like. Sadly, the distance between them was getting broader with each passing day.
But then, Julia Bennett arrived.
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