…MEKAYLA'S HOSPITAL ROOM…
…Catalina POV…I cannot believe this is happening. I should have told Mekayla the truth a long time ago. Now I am sitting in this dreadful hospital room; it is torture beyond compare. Every moment that the clock ticks it is one more second that Mekayla is away from us. My heart feels ripped right open; not knowing what is happening is slicing every bit of me open.I lay my head against her chest to hear if I can listen to his heart beating. I know that as long as that machine is making a noise, then I know that she is alive as long as that machine breathes for her, that she will wake up. She is just sleeping; she is just tired.But just as then I hear that noise, a man clearing his throat. I turn my eyes to the corner and call out, "Is there someone here?"I wait for an answer, but my question goes unnoticed. Just as I am about to rise from my chair, I see a very handsome young man that steps out of the c…BACK IN THE WAITING ROOM……Catalina POV…All chaos has broken loose in the Winters family.Mrs. Winters is making it clear that she does not want to be here. Regardless of Grant's constant request to say calm and to stop worrying about her damn nonsense, she clearly refuses to listen to him. Her actions are raising a few eyebrows from Tina. It is only but time, and the secrets are going to be out.As for Tina, she is completely devastated, something that I never thought I would see from her. All she does is watch this craziness in front of her unfold. I walk over to her, where she is sitting alone on the one side of the room, with her hands in her hair. I can hear her crying, but she is too scared to show her face, for she knows that Mrs. Knightly shall not approve of her showing tears to a sister that is not truly hers. Like Mrs. Winters used to say that Mekayla is the bastard child in the family.So I lay my hand gently on her
…Xavien POV…There is a man who has just entered Mekayla's hospital room, I have no idea who he is, but he seems somewhat irritated by my presence. I can only think that he is a family member that must have come from out of town. Not having to cause any problems, I politely get up to greet the man before I go."Hi, sorry I am intruding. I am Xavien," now I need to think of my next words very carefully. "I am a friend of Mekayla.""Well, it is good to see that she has some friends down here. I am Damian, Mekayla's fiancé."At the very mention of the word, I get knocked down to my knees as a suffocating grip takes hold of my heart. Mekayla never once mentioned that she had a fiancé. Why would she lie about such a thing? Do I even dare to ask? This is none of my business; I think I have once again overstepped a line that should not have been crossed.It is with a very heavy heart that I make my way out of the hospital room; not givin
…Xavien POV…As I stand here, every part of my heart that still has some sort of feeling left for Mekayla, screams do not do this. But then we come to that part that is just so tired of being hurt that this is saying that this is the only way that this shall be.So it is with a heavy and somewhat bruised heart that I find myself packing some of my belongings in a suitcase, the very suitcase that I came here with only but over a year ago. It feels sad to leave my life here behind like this, but I shall build a new life back in the city, back in the city where I belong.While I am packing, I am packing a part of me away. I cannot help but think of how this is going to affect Mekayla when she finally wakes up. Will she be just as devastated that I am gone as what I am in leaving? This is a thought that I will not entertain. They say that guilt is a bitter pill to swallow. The last thing I need now is to feel this.But what they also do say is that a ma
…Xavien POV…Is this the call that we all have been waiting for? There is a coldness of pure dread that suffocates my heart. Even though every ounce is telling me, run away and don't look back. There is that tiny piece that lays locked up in the very deepest depths of my heart where I have placed my feelings for Mekayla. I do not want to scratch that layer open.But I just need to know; I shall not ever be able to live with myself if I do not hear the news on the other side of this call. As my voice tremble out of fear, but most of all hurt, I take a deep breath and pull my truck onto the side of the road."Catalina, what is wrong?""Mekayla, she is awake. She woke up twenty minutes ago. You must come.""What about Damian?""Xavien, I do not know what is going on between her and that man. But I know that she will be happy to see you."So I am left with this choice, do hope and love make me turn this truck around, or does pain and fail
…Mekayla POV…Xavien refuses to speak to me; Damian just had to go and kiss me at the very moment that Xavien showed up. Yes, I never broke the engagement off; I thought if I just leave that he would get the message. But the man is obviously as thick as a doornail. I never really knew why we stayed together for so long; we were not even compatible, let alone did we have the same ambitions and desires in life. His biggest fault that he found in me was my compassion towards people that need the help, and that could not afford it. It still is my passion, and I am not willing to give it up for any man. If you cannot see my value in life and respect them, then there is no place for you in my life.And one such very person would be Xavien; he understands me, he believes in me, yet he does not know me that well. Now, because of the asshole that is sitting next to me, what Xavien and I have built up lays in tatters. But I have had enough of this."Damian, you ne
…Xavien POV…I thought I saw her this morning. In the crowd, she was standing with hot cocoa that she bought from the corner shop. As I came up to her, it was not her. Was I disappointed or not? I don't know.It has been a week that I am back in the city. I have taken over the business. I feel in a strange way alive. That suite that I did not want to define me. It has defined me, and yes, I like it.Do I miss my life on the ranch? Of course, I do, every day. Those are the days when I am locked up in meetings that can take endless hours, but in these endless hours, I realize that what my father did was not just sit behind a desk. My father made a difference, and that is a difference that I can say I am proudly part of. On the ranch and in that forsaken little town, I was the outcast; here I am, a man that you want to be seen with.That is still a part of this life that I am trying to get used to. The spotlight, being under the eyes of everyone all th
…Mekayla POV…The day has come for me to go back to the city, it took a lot of convincing, but my dad gave in and agreed that it is time for me to get back into living my normal life again.What is a normal life?There is no such thing that exists if I am not with Xavien. I tried my best for Billy to tell me where he is in the city but Molly and he promised me that they did not know where he is. As for Mr. SinClair, he also has no idea either. I am not going to the city because I want to get back to work, yes there is a small part of me that wants to, but the biggest part is to find Xavien.I don't know where to begin. He was so secretive about his life that I realize that I actually know nothing about him. Then again, are we not all if we have been hurt so many times has he has.So I have packed up the little belongings that I have here in one suitcase while Catalina is nervously pacing the room from one side to the other. I don't know what ha
…Mekayla POV…To say that I was completely shocked out of my mind is an understatement. Everything comes flooding back to me. The way that my mom, well, apparently not my mom, but the way she treated me explains it all. It also explains why Catalina was so overprotective of me. And perhaps it could also, amongst so many other reasons, be why my mom, UGH, this is going to be confusing. But anyway, it explains why there was friction in their marriage.So I took it as best as that I can and told them they should give me time to process it, which is a complete lie, for all I want to do is get back to the city. The thing is, it really does not bother me that my mom is not my real mom, for we were never close, and she really did treat me badly. As for Catalina, we have a good relationship; obviously, I need to see her as my mom now. It is going to take some time, but we will get through this and build that relationship that a mom and daughter should.With that