Roseline's POVToday is the big day for badminton, the final match where our team's victory rests on me. After making it through all the tryouts, I have earned my spot in the finals. This match is super important because both teams are tied and whoever wins takes it all.Kevin already played his game and his team came out on top. The pressure is on me now. If I mess up, it'll undo all the hard work the whole team put in. I knew how crucial today was, so I took my medications before leaving home. Still, my head feels a bit woozy and I am feeling weak despite having a stomach full of fruits in the morning. Within ten minutes, our match will start and I was pacing back and forth to calm down my jitters when I felt a reassuring hand over my shoulder. "Take it easy," he says, trying to calm me down. "Being all worked up won't help you play your best. Forget about the outcome for now. Focus on giving your all in the game. If you keep worrying about winning or losing, you'll lose your con
Roseline's POVWith blurry vision, I saw the shuttlecock coming to my side and somehow I managed to hit it. My gaze flicked to Vincenzo, who sat within my line of sight. Even from a distance, I could discern the concern etched into his features; most probably he had sensed my uneasiness even from this far away. I could hear the cheers of the audience, which were mainly from my team, as they had all the hope in me. The weight of their hopes bore down upon my shoulders, a reminder that I couldn't falter—not when so much was riding on this pivotal moment.Blinking multiple times, I cleared my vision and for the last time, I looked at Vincenzo before hitting the shuttlecock. The shuttlecock left my racket with a forceful thwack, hurtling towards a distant corner, strategically out of the opponent's reach.She went to hit the shuttlecock but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach there and she missed the shot. My strategy worked! Before the host could even announce my victory
Vincenzo's POV I wasn't surprised when I got the invitation to attend the sports week at the College of Management as a chief guest. I have received it every year but this time I decided to attend because of Roseline. Knowing that she had reached the finals, I decided to attend the event. I wanted to witness her moment of triumph and be there as a source of motivation, a silent supporter cheering her on.I was not like this when I met her but she has changed something in me and all I want is good for her no matter whether I am with her or not. She had managed to kindle a change within me. My priorities had shifted, and my perspective had broadened.When I was ready to attend the match, Rose asked me to spend the day with her but I politely declined her request and went for Roseline. I could see right through her eyes how happy she was when she saw me sitting among the crowd. It filled her with new confidence. For me, she won the moment she gave her best. She has surged with so man
Vincenzo's POVPray? The doctor has asked me to pray for the speedy recovery of Roseline. But from the day I lost my Rose, I hadn't visited the doors of God because I started believing there was nothing like that. As I came out, I found Kevin outside. "How is she?" He asked me as soon as he saw me coming out of the Emergency Room. "Her condition is critical," I told him. "Brother, if you don't mind, can I ask you a question?" He asked. I gave him a look before tilting my head and asking him to go ahead."Why does she lose consciousness so easily? Is there an underlying medical issue she is dealing with?" His concern for Roseline was evident, and an unexpected pang of jealousy tugged at my emotions.Why does he care so much about her? Why is he always around her? "You need not worry about that. I will look into that," I told him. "That means there is something, and I have a feeling even she might not be aware of it," he pressed on, his words laden with curiosity.Instead of c
Vincenzo's POV After two days, the doctor finally deemed Roseline well enough to be discharged. Her situation is very serious and I have to tell the doctor that she doesn't have any siblings so he recommended that we register at a bone marrow registry, indicating that it could potentially be a lifeline in her situation. Since then, I have been waiting for the good news that we have found a suitable donor. I have brought her back home and have appointed two nurses to provide round-the-clock care. Though the doctor said that she is fine for now, I cannot take any risk. Certain matters required my attention, and in my absence, I couldn't entrust them to anyone else. Roseline's friends visited her at the hospital during her stay, though I couldn't help but notice Liam's less-than-pleased expression. It was evident that he held some resentment, perhaps thinking that I was responsible for her condition. "Vincenzo, you should head to work now," Roseline's voice interrupted my thoughts.
Vincenzo's POV"I need the spare keys for room number 113," I demanded from the receptionist."The room is currently booked," he replied hesitantly."Yes, I am aware that the room is booked and this is why I need those keys urgently, right now," I insisted, my tone firm."But, sir...""Get me the manager," I interrupted, growing impatient with the situation. I don't think he is going to listen to me and I would actually end up taking his job. The color of his face drained as he couldn't understand what was happening around him. Without giving him time, I just barged into the cabin of the manager while he ran behind me. The manager looked at me; his eyes widened in surprise as he stood up. "Sir..." he began, only for me to cut him off."I need the spare keys for room number 113 immediately," I exclaimed, my urgency evident."Of course, sir," he complied, his expression showing a mix of surprise and apprehension. He pulled out the drawer and handed me the keys personally."Do you want
Vincenzo's POV As soon as I got back to my car, I called the nurse who was taking care of Roseline. "How is she?" I asked her as she picked up the call. "She is still sleeping," she told me. "Ok, close all the doors and windows of the room I don't want the voice from outside to bother her sleep," I ordered her. "Ok, sir" I hang up. I am sure the storm is going to take place in the hall when I see Kevin but I don't want her to get hurt anymore. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I thought more about Kevin. I have always tried to keep my anger in control because I don't know what would do if I lost it. As I reached the house, I didn't care to park the car and went directly inside the house. There, I found Kevin comfortably seated on the couch, as usual, engrossed in playing a video game, shouting and squealing in joy after creating havoc in my life. He plays games all day and wants to be among the top entrepreneurs. After looking at him, I couldn't control m
I punched him once again but he again snapped his face to meet my gaze, resilient and ready to take another blow without any hesitation. He wasn't ready to show the pain that I was inflicting on him. "Don't you even think about her in that way," I growled, my voice laden with a deadly warning. "Why?" He asked with a smirk, defiantly wiping away the blood from his split lip "Aren't you two going to separate after a few months?" Now I was a bit surprised to know that "Isn't your Marriage a contract?" It was a sort of question that he asked but it came out as if he was reminding me about the truth of my marriage. How did he come to know about it? Has Roseline told him? "I saw the marriage contract papers in your drawer when I went to retrieve the file about Rose from your study," he said to clear my doubt. "Whatever the reality of our relationship may be, it's our private matter. You, Kevin, need to stay away from her," I asserted with a stern tone, my patience wearing thin.