“Sam…”
Samantha almost fell on the floor while taking her shoes off just beside their main door when she heard Margarita's struggling voice. She is frightened that she holds her chest, slowly turning towards the direction of Margarita who is sitting in her wheelchair. Though she is difficult to speak to, she manages to call her. She then came to her.
“Mama, why are you still awake? You are supposed to be resting,” she asked Margarita but just moved her hand and held her hand which was on top of her lap.
“She wanted to wait for you. I told her to sleep but she refused,” Margarita's private nurse said.
“Sorry about that, Yvonne,” Samantha told the private nurse and then stood up to push Margarita's wheelchair to her room. Yvonne followed them.
“Mama, don't worry about me. I know you
