DanaI couldn't believe it. Waking up and realizing I was in a hospital room made me feel sad. I was aware that my health wasn't as it used to be, but I didn't think I would faint again. I swore I would take care of my children and myself, but I don't remember losing consciousness.The doctor entered my room with the results, but there wasn't much information. They didn't have an exact answer to my problems. But he told me something I already knew: a risky pregnancy. As the doctor spoke, I cried. I felt very tired and disconsolate.I wanted a hug from Demian. I mean... from Jeremy. Yes, from Jeremy.Why wasn't he by my side?The doctor left me alone. The room door opened minutes later, but it wasn't Jeremy. It was Demian. I asked him to leave and told him I didn't want him there, but he ignored me.I admit it: when Demian touched my hands. I felt an electric shock running through my entire body. For a second, I felt alive again, but I snapped out of my illusion and remembered everythi
Dana Impotence consumed me. I wanted to scream all the truths to that damn crazy woman. I would love for my father to realize the daughter he had close to him. Dad was always closer to her than to me. I wonder what my father would say if he knew the malicious actions of his daughter. I also wondered what Dad said when he found out about Rachel and Demian's wedding. The last time I saw my father was years ago when I married Demian. Dad introduced himself to Demian so he knew who he was. Knowing my father, I bet he was happy for both of them to get married. Like I said, Dad preferred Rachel. "Are you okay?" Jeremy asked me. When I saw him, I realized he was covered from the waist down with a towel. "I'm sorry. I'll go change in the room." I must admit Jeremy had an impressive physique. He was a very handsome man. But my mind still couldn't stop thinking about someone else. "Not so good," I replied. "Did Demian call you?" "Rachel," I told him. There was a knock on the door. Jerem
Dana Jeremy nearly gouged out Demian's eyes when he said he wanted us to go to California. Demian didn't know that I was forbidden from setting foot in my city again. His fiancée was to blame for that. "You're crazy," I replied. "Crazy? You're the crazy one if you think I'll leave you here while you're pregnant. You're not going to carry my children in your belly being so far away from me. I need to make sure everything is okay with the pregnancy." "You can find out through a message or a call." Demian chuckled. "And then? What are you going to do when our children are born? Are you going to live here and me in California? No way!" Live. A delicate word for me. Because of Demian, a curse fell upon me, and I had no idea how to reverse it. Demian wasn't even aware of it, and I didn't intend to tell him. After how he treated me, my assured death would bring him joy. Just thinking about it made my chest sink with sadness and disappointment. Anguish consumed me mercilessly from wit
Dana My blood boiled with rage. I wasn't going to let Demian get away with it. I quickly took my phone from my pants pocket and searched for his number among my contacts. Since we separated, I've wanted to delete his number, but I've never been able to because nostalgia prevented me. But today it served me to confront him. "You already know what's going on between us, don't you?" Demian answered. "How dare you do this, Demian? You're impossible! You surprise me more every day! Why are you doing this to me? Why do you hate me so much?" "It's not about hate, Dana. It's about what's best for our children. It's best for you to travel with me to California. If you don't do it willingly, you'll do it by force. My lawyer is taking care of everything. You know the power I have. I can snap my fingers and get whatever I want immediately. I advise you to find a lawyer." Jeremy snatched the phone from my hands. "Are you doing this for us? Are you forcing her to leave because of our relatio
DanaJeremy ignored me when I asked him to stop. He slammed the door shut and left, leaving me there alone. I didn't want to lose him, as he was the only person I had left.I stayed alone in the apartment, analyzing our recent conversation. I felt guilty, but I knew I wasn't. My decision was right and sensible. It scared me, but Jeremy had no right to be angry with me for that. He couldn't expect me to choose him to be the father of my children when he wasn't. I'm sure Jeremy would behave like an excellent stepfather, but it was Demian's role to be the father.I went down to work at the cafe. It was my turn to open it, so I got ready and arranged the tables and chairs. The customers didn't take long to arrive.I served the customers, begging for a moment of peace. My morning had just begun, and I was looking forward to my break. The conversation between Jeremy and me lingered. Soon, I would call Demian to tell him about the possible decision I would make to make peace between us.But
DemianRachel and I have been having issues ever since she found out about Dana's secret babies. She was scared that Dana would tear us apart again. Rachel insisted that Dana was evil and capable of anything to break us up, but I assured her that wouldn't happen between us.However, Rachel asked me never to go back to Kansas. She wanted us to leave immediately and leave Dana behind, but I couldn't do that. I didn't care about Dana as a person because she hurt me. My heart still bled from her past actions. But my children were inside her, and I couldn't abandon them. I would never forgive myself for that."You're crazy! How could you even think about taking Dana to California, Demian? No way! I don't want her near us, and I don't like that you want to take care of her kids. Demian, you and I are going to start a family, don't you understand? You don't even know if her babies are yours. Don't believe what she says.""I believe they're my children because I've looked into her eyes, Rache
DanaWhen I opened my eyes, I was in my bed. I didn't remember how I had gotten there, but I did remember feeling unwell. In fact, I still felt a bit queasy and tired. I sat up in bed, and the smell of food caught my attention.That smell... I knew it. It was the sauce that Demian used to make for me when we were together, and he felt like cooking. But Demian wasn't the one cooking for me, as we were no longer together. I remembered Jeremy and our fights. It wasn't possible for Jeremy to be cooking for me. Who was it? Who was in my house?I walked down the hallway. I heard a noise in the kitchen. I peeked through the door and saw him cooking just like always. It was Demian. He moved around my kitchen, unaware of my presence, cooking attentively and stirring the sauce.A pressure settled in my chest as I missed the past. I missed when everything was okay between us. For some time now, all we seemed to do was fight and disrespect each other."Demian?" I said his name, confused.He turne
DanaJeremy entered the room and saw us together.Demian and I were sitting on the bed facing each other, eating as if nothing bad had ever happened between us. I didn't have to be a mind reader to realize that this would cause problems between Jeremy and me. If he was angry with me before, I couldn't imagine how angry he would be now.Jeremy looked at Demian, clearly not understanding anything. His eyes met mine, and I could see it in his gaze. Jeremy was disappointed and uncomfortable."Jeremy, what are you doing here?""Rather, what is he doing here? In your room," Jeremy clarified. Yes, he was definitely angry."Is there something wrong with that? I'm accompanying the mother of my children. I came to take care of her because she needed me. I'm not like you. You left her and didn't even realize she was burning with fever and almost lost consciousness," Demian didn't have to say that. I know he did it to create a conflict between them.If Demian wanted to help me feel better, he was