“Suicide? Ha! If she had the heart to die, she wouldn’t have caused Stephie’s death!” Rachel yelled uncontrollably.

Her hatred toward Delilah was intense, perhaps because I had become her scapegoat.

“Calm down for now. Go and see what’s going on first,” Zion intercepted the emotionally unstable Rachel and handed her over to Keenan. “Take care of her.”

Keenan nodded and held onto her.

“You’re a doctor too. You know more than anyone that you ...