Ch. 1 - Contemplating
JR Chandler is sitting in his room trying to contemplate what had just happened.
She's dead. She's dead. There's no hope for a miracle anymore. My mom is truly dead.
It had just been unveiled that his mother who had come back from the grave was a fake.
Di. That's my aunt. She's just a pathetic being who used my vulnerability for her own gains. She says she's still family, not after I kill her!
At that precise moment, Babe walks in his room.
"Come to gloat," JR dismally states.
"No, I came to see how you're holding up," she sits next to him on his bed.
"What do you care? Shouldn't you be with your mom spending all the Chandler money?"
"JR . . . . . . . ," Babe voice bears a beat of tenderness.
"Don't!" JR gets off the bed, "the last thing I need is for you to feel sorry for me. The last thing I need is to see your face so just get out of here!" he stares at her while his eyes start to fill with tears.
"I'm not going to leave you here alone," Babe stands up to face him.
"Fine, I'll leave."
JR walks out of his room and heads for his car knowing little about where he is headed.