Here it is! One of the final chapters of the story!
Sorry if I'm behind!
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Time has passed and Trent's nightmares have slightly stopped, thanks to Anton Mercer, who helps him go through the events that happened to him.
The nightmares were released with sweet dreams of Trent visiting and playing with his parents in heaven.
It was the day of the adoption meeting, meaning that the head of Child's Service is coming by the house and see if the adoption of Trent can be approved or not. It was a few minutes to noon and a perfect day outside.
In the clothes that Anton graciously bought for him for the adoption meeting was a long-sleeve black-and-white argyle sweater, black dress pants and black loafers.
Trent was sitting on his bed, drawing in his sketchbook, waiting for the head of Child's Service to arrive.
Someone knocks on his bedroom door and it was Anton Mercer.
"Trent?" He comes in, wearing a black suit and tie and black shoes.
Trent puts his sketchbook under his pillow. "Yeah?"
He slowly walks in, sits on the edge of the bed next to him and asked him,
"Are you feeling okay?"
Trent folded his arms and looked down at the bed covers as he didn't respond.
"I know that you're probably nervous scared about this own adoption thing."
He still didn't answer him.
"Come on, Trent. At least look at me." He gently places his hand on Trent's chin, making him look directly at him, face to face, but his eyes didn't meet his.
"Look, Trent. I may not be your birth father, but I want to love you and care you like my own son. I mean, this is what your parents would want: me adopting you."
Trent finally met his eyes to Mercer.
"I'm just scared, that's all." Trent softly whispers.
"There's nothing to be scared about. I will promise you that." He gives him a small smile.
After Anton hear knocking on the front door, he gets off of Trent's bed and asked him,
"So, are you ready?"
Trent was feeling relentlessly scared about it, but with Anton Mercer's help, he follows him downstairs to meet with the head of Child's Service.
A few hours have passed, and the head of Child's Service, Estella Allen, who was dressed in a simple black suit and pumps, had her rimless eyeglass on and looking around the house.
She goes back into the living room, where Trent and Anton were at while she was looking around, sits on the sofa.
She takes out her pen, her black notebook and was ready to take some notes.
"Okay. The house is quite lovely, I must say and in perfect shape, everything seems to be okay. Now, all I have to do is ask Trent just some simple questions, write them down in my notes and then when I'm done, I can take them over to the judge. Are you okay with me doing that, Trent?"
Trent shrugged his shoulders and quietly said,
"Sure."
"Do you like it here?"
"It's quite nice."
"Will you feel comfortable staying here and living with Dr. Anton Mercer?"
"Yes, ma'am. I'll be comfortable living with him."
She writes it down in her notebook.
"Well, I got everything I need here. I'll take these back to the judge and we'll contact you soon for the adoption being finalized. I will see the both of you at the courthouse."
Ms. Allen gets up from the sofa as Mercer does to, for a friendly handshake.
"Okay. Pleasure meeting you."
He escorts her out of the living room and to the door as she grabs her dark leather suitcase on her way out.
After he closed and locks the front door, Anton walks back into the living room and sees that Trent was not there any more.
Where could he be? He thought.
SLAM!
He takes a major hint that Trent went up to his room while he was showing Ms. Allen out of the house. He thought about going up to talk to him, but decides to leave him alone for a while before going up.
PS. I'm givin' some credit Aethelgythe