"This is City hospital. Mariam speaking, please, who is on the line?" "Eloise Wright. I was just discharged. Please may I speak to the doctor who had carried out the pregnancy test done on me? I think there might have been a mistake." I lied about my name and sighed heavily, waiting for a positive response, but then- "May I know the name of the doctor?" I don't know that. I didn't even take time to ask for the doctor's name. "I'm sorry, but I don't know his name." "Then there is no way I can help you, Miss Eloise. As you know, it's a big hospital, and we have about two thousand doctors. I'm sorry. You should bring the report back and get another test done, and there won't be any charges since the hospital did the first. What do you say?" "I will be there by morning." .... Shortly it was morning, I jerked from the bed. I whisked to the kitchen and made coffee, but as soon as I gobbled it down my throat, the taste happened to be odd. It wasn't perfect. I spewed it into the washin
As I sat in the court room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over me. I had made the decision to file for divorce from Damon, but he had refused to accept it. We had been in court for hours now, debating back and forth about the reasons for our marriage breakdown. "Elysia, you cannot deny that your affairs were a significant contributor to the deterioration of our marriage," Damon's lawyer stated, looking at me with a smug expression. I clenched my fists, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall. It was true, I had cheated on Damon multiple times during the course of our marriage. But what he didn't understand was that I had lost my memories in a car accident, and I had no recollection of my past actions. "Your honor, my client is not denying the infidelity that took place during the marriage. However, she has no recollection of those events due to the car accident she was in," my lawyer explained. The judge nodded, considering my argument. "But Mr. Damon
"Are you the patient that fell from the rooftop?" The nurse's eyes narrowed and she was shuddering. "Yes, I am. Is there something wrong?" The way her demeanor changed, I could tell something definitely went wrong. "Nothing is wrong, you can go over to the director's office. It's by the left on the eighth floor." "Why do I need to go there?" I asked. My brows crinkled, and my eyes were probing into hers. "Nothing is the wrong ma, the director just wants to meet you. It's not every day we see people jumping off the rooftop." "I didn't jump off the rooftop, who said that?" I yelled at her. "I'm sorry, but that's what your husband did, that's what he told everyone, even the reporters who were after the hospital CEO." I looked at her speechless. I tried to speak but I couldn't find the words. Peter turned into a monster since he met Diane. "I will go to his office." ... As I walk down the hallway to the hospital director's office. It seems as though everyone's eyes were probing a
The rumbling sound of the thunder finally stopped, but it was still raining heavily. I parked my car by the house, and grabbed my coat from the backseat. The sound of rain as it kept splashing hard on the windscreen made me almost give up on my surprise attempt, but it was Christmas Eve, and I wanted nothing more but to wake up next to Hector on Christmas morning. I took out one more minute to open the small box of ring I had bought as a present for Hector. Last Christmas, he gave me one just like this. I had his initials, and mine inscribed on it to make the perfect Christmas gift. Quickly, I opened the car and ran to the hallway but as fast as I was, my hair was wet. The shivering from the frigid wind and the rain percolated on me caused shivers to rush through my spine. I was shivering so much that even the coat I had on couldn't keep me warm. "When I get inside, I will just lay on Hector's under the duvet." I whimpered and then wrapped myself with my arm from shoulder to sh
Elysia Pov.It was morning and I got up from the bed, woken by the cries of Ian's. I quickly rushed to the kitchen. Ian hugged me immediately."Mummy, where were you?" He asked me in a weak voice as his hands wrapped around my waistline. "I was out of town my love." I responded and bent to him and kissed his forehead."How have you been my love?" Tears streamed down my face as I smiled at Ian."I'm not fine, I want Becca back." Ian responded and his eyes instantly wells up."My child..." I hugged Ian tight, sobbing quietly.Ian's tears streamed down his face, making my heart break. I hugged him tight, but he continued to sob uncontrollably. The loss of his twin sister, Becca, had left him unable to focus on anything else.I couldn't imagine the pain he must be feeling. Becca had always been there for him, supporting him and protecting him. And now, she was gone, leaving a huge hole in both of our lives.I tried my best to comfort Ian, but nothing seemed to work. He was inconsolable,
As I woke up in the hotel room, the events of the night before came rushing back to me. I had spent the night with Hector, my new lover, and the thought of it made me feel guilty and ashamed. I knew that I shouldn't be with him, that I was still married to Damon and that what I was doing was wrong. But as Hector wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by his touch. I could feel his member hard against me, and as he gently slid inside of me, I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. Despite the guilt and confusion I was feeling, I couldn't deny the way Hector made me feel. Being with him was a way for me to escape the pain and trauma of my past, and for a little while, I could forget about everything else and just focus on the present. As Hector continued to thrust into me, I couldn't help but cry out with pleasure. The sound of our skin clashing together filled the room, and I was screaming so loud that I was sure the entire hotel could hear
I had expected a loose young boy or a significantly older man to be in the room, but to my greatest surprise, this time, I was wrong.Before me standing is a huge man, handsome and well-built, with a towel wrapped around his torso. His damp hair, with water dripping from it down to the sides of his cheeks, makes him look more handsome and yummy.I can't deny he felt that I had hit some jackpot today. This time I might not be so irritated after all. Maybe luck had decided to shine on me."Come in," his deep voice calls out to me, cold yet somehow enticing.I walk behind him towards the room as my heart thuds against my chest with each step I take.I hear the door shut close behind me, and the tip-tapping of his feet against the floor draws closer."Hello, Sophie," he calls out to me as he takes a seat on his wide chair, his arms stretching wide against the components of the chairs.My eyes roam subconsciously around his body and finally on his waist. The towel is hanging threateningly
I lay my back on the bed as I felt his cum drop from my entrance. My knees go weak, and I think my bones also give in; the pleasure still coursing through me as I close my lids. I yawn lazily, sprawling all over the bed. I roll over to the left yet feel a vast space beside me.My eyes are wide open as I sit up on the bed, looking around and taking every detail in as I put together the pieces of the previous night.I came to massage Gwen's client and ended up sleeping with him. I resisted the urge to roan into my hands.I lay back on the bed, my ears straining, as I hoped to hear at least a little tiny movement. But I got nothing. It's all still and silent.Worried, I climb down from the bed and rummage around for my clothes. I hurry along quickly into my gown and knee boots.Weary of my environment, I walk around the vast room, wondering if this is a suite.I checked every nook and cranny, afraid I had just been jilted. True, it was great sex, but getting jilted doesn't feel good.I