I groaned in pain as I clutched my aching stomach, the throbbing sensation spreading throughout my body. The sharp agony seemed to intensify with each passing moment, making it difficult to focus on anything else."Brandon..." I mumbled through gritted teeth, desperately hoping he would hear my plea for help. But the pain was so overwhelming that even speaking felt like an impossible task. With my eyes closed, I tried to steady my breathing and find some relief from the relentless torment."My baby, save my baby," I whispered, tears streaming down my face. "My baby…" I plead in a weak and trembling voice, the words barely audible."Jane…." I heard a voice whisper my name, and I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. Opening my eyes, I saw Brandon sitting beside me, his expression filled with concern and determination."Brandon…Brandon." I choked out his name, desperately reaching for his hand. "Please, you have to help me save our baby," I pleaded, my voice cracking with fear and despera
"Don't break my trust." I heard Jane mumble under her breath as she turned away, her voice filled with disappointment and hurt. It was clear that her faith in me had been shattered, and it pained me to see the impact my actions had on her. I knew I had to find a way to regain her trust and make amends for the mistake I had made."Marine..." I called out, my voice filled with remorse and determination, as I watched Marine walk in from the door with a solemn expression on her face."What is she doing here?" Jane asked, her voice filled with confusion and a hint of annoyance as she stared at Marine. It was evident that she was still grappling with her own emotions, and the presence of Marine only added to her emotions."Jane, listen to me. Marine is here to say sorry and accept responsibility for what happened. She wants to make things right and rebuild the trust that was broken between us," I explained, my voice pleading for Jane's understanding. Marine stood silently, her eyes filled w
I still can't believe what kind of game fate is playing with me. It seems like every time I think things are finally going well, something unexpected happens to throw me off course. It's as if fate enjoys keeping me on my toes and testing my resilience.Everything started with losing my family at my wedding, and then my child Liam came into my life. I was happy, but then Brandon came and swiped me off my feet with his charm and charisma, making me fall in love with him at a time when I thought love was not for me after losing Jared. However, just when I thought I had found happiness again, fate decided to test me once more. Brandon changed and revealed a side of himself that I never could have anticipated. The person I thought I knew so well turned out to be someone completely different, leaving me feeling betrayed and heartbroken. And if that was not enough, I lost my baby.I had been carrying so much hope and excitement for the future, only to have it all come crashing down. It felt
"You are better off alone than someone who does not value and appreciate you fully," I said, staring at Marine with a mixture of concern and determination. "Thank you for the advice," she replied, her voice filled with a hint of sadness. "An opinion is all I can give you now. I can't ever forgive you for what you did," I continued, my tone firm. "But remember, you deserve someone who sees your worth and treats you with the love and respect you deserve." Marine nodded her head in understanding. "That's what I deserve," she whispered, her eyes welling up with tears. A knock on the door interrupted our conversation as Brandon entered the room, his expression curious. He glanced between Marine and me, sensing the tension in the air. "I should leave." Marine stood up from where she was sitting and wiped away her tears. "Thank you for being honest with me," she said, her voice shaky. "I will never disrupt your life again." She turned to Brandon, her eyes filled with sadness. "Don't hide
"Mom…Dad." Both Liam and Marlene came running, wrapping their arms around each other in a tight embrace. Their faces beamed with excitement and joy as if they hadn't seen me in ages. It was a heartwarming moment that made me realize how much I had been missed during my absence."We missed you." Their voices were filled with genuine emotion, and I could feel the love and longing in their words. It was a reminder of the strong bond we shared as a family, and I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with gratitude for their unwavering support."I miss you, guys," I said, hugging them tight as Brandon joined the embrace."Don't forget about me." But to my surprise, the kids step away, avoiding Brandon. "Guys…" Brandon said, but the kids ignored him and continued to focus on me."Mom, you know Rachel is cooking dinner tonight, right? She said she missed all of us and wanted to make a special meal to celebrate our reunion." I smiled, touched by Rachel's thoughtfulness. "That's wonderful," I repli
Dark clouds veil the sky, rendering everything dark, depressing, the same as the incident that happened today. As clouds in the sky, pain veils my heart, making me feel the same, gloomy from inside out. The sudden change of events made once pleasant days unpleasant. My wedding turned out to be the reason for the death of my family. The thought of not seeing my family, my loved ones ever again, shatters me from inside, but my eyes remain dry, with not a drop of tear in them. My family has to pay for the sins of someone else. I don’t even know to whom, should I blame, the driver, who was drunk driving to the wrong side of the road, or I who invited them to attend the wedding, if only I hadn’t asked them. The accident never occurred. It was my fault. It’s me who has taken four lives, killed them. The drunk driver was just a host of my sins. It’s for me that Liam, my little brother who was only a teenager, has to die so early. For me, my parents have to die. Jared, my first and only l
The place that once was my rapture, time made it my agony. The memories that were once filled with joy and bliss now haunt me, as time has transformed them into a source of pain and sorrow. The vibrant colors that used to paint my world have faded, leaving behind a desolate landscape of heartache and longing. Every corner, everywhere my eyes land, reminds me of the past. This place was nothing but a house we bought made with bricks and wood. With time, we made it our home. The house that always made me smile in the past—the same place—is making my heart hurt, nauseating me, and reminding me of people I lost. I couldn’t stay here, not now, so I ran, moving my legs as fast as possible, stressing the limitations of my body. I ran from the past—my life, my grief—wanting to leave everything behind and ran—just ran—fast—until my vision turned blurred, with my knees jelly. With everything turning dark, "Sleepyhead, wake up. I heard a familiar voice as a pair of lips touched my temple. I
The life of a doctor and a father of a five-year-old have ups and downs of its own. But the last few days were the hardest, since we are moving to a new neighborhood, a new house. There is so much work to do that I lost count and maybe sleep. I guess that’s why my head is hurting badly now and then. But, I hope this is the last time we have ever moved. Marlene is growing fast, even as a single father. I want to provide her home, a family, and the love and care she deserves that I have never had in my life. “Daddy, can I have candy?” I looked down, staring at the tiny beings beside me. We are both shopping for our new house, and Marlene is an excellent company for that. I also have to design a room for her. Marlene is very tomboyish. She doesn’t like dolls or princesses, except her likes are cars and legos. Everything I would have wanted if I was a child, and in many ways, Marlene is like me. “First, let’s buy some clothes for you. Then we can go for ice cream. You like it.” I said,