Losing his wife by a ghastly accident Nathaniel Carter turns from being a husband to becoming a housewife. Now left to cater for this three years old son and his four months old daughter Nathaniel finds a huge challenge in that;
1) He doesn't have a...
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NATHANAEL jack up at the banging sound coming from the hallway. He groans already having an idea of what the nuisance could be.
Stretching off the bed, hands above his head, letting out a long yawn. An ache ran through his whole body-due to the event which had occurred last night.
Kenneth unusually threw out a tantrum, but Nathaniel's disapproval concerning the kid's growing appetite for a nightly snack-brought a whole new act of annoyance, as Kenneth refused to lay in bed.
Unfortunately, Nathaniel gave up complying with the little boy's demand-at the rate of almost losing the remaining sanity he'd left.
Whirl his eyes towards the clock on the stand by the bedside, Nathaniel's eyes widen at the time-9:15 am!
Curse repeatedly while pulling on his shirt. It was not surprising why the noise still kept on-but what's more surprising was Kenneth for one hadn't knocked down his room door and Olivia hadn't cried off his ear.
Stepping out from his room Nathaniel followers where the noise came from-his restless demeanor calm at the sight right opposite him as he looked through the ajar door-not three doors away from his room.
Samantha sat on the floor legs crossed underneath her holding onto an album which Kenneth placed his while concentration on-with narrow eyes. On her arms lay an also busy Olivia who tugged on the necklace around Samantha's neck seeing if she could possibly place it in her small petty mouth which had a dripping drool in it.
The room completely littered with boxes from all corners of the large room.
"I see you've already begun moving in," Nathaniel said pushing the door wider.
Samantha flinched a bit at the sudden intrusion. "Oh, you're awake." She said sigh in relief.
"How long have you been here?" Nathaniel asked leaning on the door jam. At the sudden twitch in his finger-wanting to thug on the stray wisp of hair that escapes her messy buns.
Why?
Nathaniel has no idea.
"I'd say-" She paused giving an engrossed Kenneth the album while standing up holding Olivia in her cradled arms. "-Two hours ago."
