As the door swings open, the doctor strides into the room. The concern etched on his face sends my heart into overdrive. Anticipation fills the air as I brace myself for the news he's about to deliver."Good day, Samantha. Elijah," the doctor greets us with a gentle smile. "How are you both feeling today?"I return the smile, attempting to conceal my mounting anxiety. "He's unable to speak, Doctor. How is Elijah's recovery progressing?"The doctor takes a deep breath, his voice filled with honesty."To be frank, Elijah's brain has suffered trauma from the accident. That's why he's currently unable to communicate verbally."I can feel a lump in my throat as the doctor's words hit me. It's a blow to my stomach, realizing that Elijah's condition is worse than we thought.The doctor adds, "However, this is a temporary setback. With adequate rest and treatment, Elijah will regain his ability to speak."A wave of relief washes over me, thankful that there is a chance for Elijah to get bette
"Sweet heart," I whispered.He gazes at me, and I can sense the familiarity in his eyes."Sam," he murmurs softly.Tears fill my eyes as I realize he's able to speak again. Marcus looks at me with a mix of surprise and relief, tears welling up in his eyes too."How are you holding up?" I inquire, trying to keep my emotions in check.Elijah meets my gaze, pain and struggle evident in his eyes."It's painful," he whispers.My heart shatters seeing him in such agony. The doctors have been giving him medication, but it doesn't seem to be enough. I mentally note to discuss this with them. We both turn to Marcus, puzzled."Why is he here?" Elijah questions."Elijah, we're all here for you," Marcus replies, his voice filled with emotion."Of course, you're my son's step-father and he's also concerned for you. Samantha needs support too, seeing you in this state." Marcus responded calmly.Elijah gives a nod, a faint grin appearing on his face. It's clear that he appreciates Marcus's support,
A frown creased my brow as Marcus' words sank in. Doubts about Hannah's intentions crept in. Why was she at Elijah's hospital bedside? Was she trying to get closer to Marco? Did she have a hidden agenda? My mind raced with these thoughts, and a hint of anger simmered within me."Got it," I responded, striving to maintain a neutral tone."Appreciate the update, Marcus."After ending the call, I shifted my gaze to Marco, noticing his puzzled expression."What's the matter, mom?" he inquired."I'm sorry, son. I have to leave at the moment,"I said and kissed him in his forehead."When will you go home?"Marco asked."I'll get back tomorrow morning,okay?"I said as I kissed him.As I left the room, a feeling of unease creeping up on me. Marcus had just phoned me to let me know that Hannah, one of Elijah's clients, was at the hospital visiting him. It didn't make sense to me why she would be there, especially when Elijah was still recovering from a car accident.The persistent unease in my st
His request caught me off guard, leaving me speechless. It had been ages since he last spoke to me, especially after the accident. The tears welled up in my eyes as I leaned in closer, desperately hoping for more words from him."S-speak again," I whispered, my voice quivering with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability.However, much to my dismay, Elijah remained silent. He simply closed his eyes and peacefully drifted off to sleep, leaving me alone with my swirling thoughts and unspoken emotions.The following day, I made the choice to have a conversation with Dr. Lee regarding Elijah's words. She mentioned that it is typical for patients who are recuperating from a traumatic brain injury to face confusion and challenges with communication. However, she also reassured me that with time and therapy, Elijah would regain his ability to speak."Samantha, please remain here with him," Dr. Lee advised, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder."Your presence and encouragement are vital f
I inhaled deeply, gathering my thoughts before replying."I accidentally dropped my phone earlier and noticed a message from my secretary. The company's sales have taken a hit, and we're in a financial crisis."Marcus' expression immediately shifted to concern as he looked at me."Oh no, that's awful news. But don't worry, we'll find a solution. Right now, Elijah's recovery is the top priority."A wave of relief washed over me, thankful for Marcus' support. She couldn't deny that always been a pillar of strength, especially in times like these."Thank you, Marcus."Before inquiring, "Is there anything I can do to assist? Should I take care of things at the office while you're away?" he embraced me reassuringly.I declined his offer. "No, I'll handle it later. Right now, I want to be here for Elijah."Marco, Elijah's best friend, entered the room with a bag of food. 'Hey guys, I brought some food for us. Let's eat together before I leave.'I couldn't help but smile at Marco's kindness.
He inquired, "What's between you and Elijah?!""I happen to be your investor in your company. Why do you ask in such a manner? Elijah and I share a strong friendship and a purely professional relationship. There is nothing more to it!"The words that reached my ears left me in disbelief. I had convinced myself that there was an unspoken connection between them, especially considering how Hannah had been behaving around Elijah. However, if her words were true, then I had clearly misjudged the situation.A sense of relief washed over me, knowing that my suspicions were baseless."I apologize, Hannah. I suppose I was just being overly suspicious," I confessed, feeling a tinge of embarrassment."Don't worry, Samantha. I understand. It must be challenging for you to witness someone you care about in such a state," Hannah responded sympathetically.With a grateful nod, I appreciated her understanding. Once our conversation concluded, I returned to Elijah's room, enveloped in a serene sense
But doubts had begun to seep into my mind. The nagging feeling that Marcus might have been right started to take hold. I knew I had to confront Elijah and seek some answers.I hurried to the hospital where Elijah was recovering from a car accident. Stepping into his room, a rush of emotions overwhelmed me. Seeing him lying there, pale and battered, brought back a flood of memories from our past. It was hard to fathom that this man could betray me.Our eyes met, and I could sense the guilt and fear in his gaze. He tried to speak, but I couldn't bear to face the situation any longer. I fled from the room, unable to confront him.I found solace in the hospital garden, attempting to make sense of the chaos unfolding around me. Caught between my ex-husband and my fiancé, I struggled to determine who to trust. It felt as though I was being pulled in conflicting directions.Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly heard footsteps approaching. I glanced up to find Marcus standing before me, a deep fro
As Marcus exited the room, a sigh of relief escaped me. However, the tension between Elijah and me remained palpable. He faced me, his eyes reflecting hurt and anger."I can't believe you would trust him, after all he's done to you," Elijah snapped, his voice laced with threat.Realizing the need to be cautious with my words, I took a deep breath and attempted to explain."Elijah, he is still the father of my child,"I reasoned."But that doesn't mean I believe in him."Elijah's anger continued to simmer, unable to comprehend why I still cared for Marcus. Yet, I knew it wasn't as straightforward as he thought. I had to acknowledge that Marcus would always have a special place in my heart, despite our tumultuous history."Is that so? By showing faith in him, you're doubting me, Samantha!" he retorted.Elijah's anger was palpable as he confronted me, accusing, "Do you still have feelings for Marcus, Samantha?" Surprised by his sudden outburst, I faced him.Confused, I replied, "What do y