"MAMA BOSS, please don't cry," Neoma said firmly when she saw her mother crying over Papa Boss's… dead body. "It's not yet too late."
When she arrived at the hospital, Mama Boss was already mourning Papa Boss' death.
But, thankfully, the hospital staff had left her mother alone in the room to grieve. Hence, she didn't need to ask everyone to give her family some privacy.
Neoma and Trevor arrived at perfect timing.
"Neoma, what are you planning to do?" Mama Boss asked in a worried, cracked voice. Her mother's eyes were puffy from crying, but the glint in those orbs showed her deep concern. "Don't do anything dangerous, daughter. Please."
"It's alright, Mama Boss," she said, smiling. "I'll be fine."
Mama Boss shook her head firmly. "No," she said. "I won't let you do whatever you're planning, Neoma Roseheart de Moonasterio."
Not gonna lie– it was scary to hear Mama Boss call her by her full name.
