…Mekayla POV…
I take a deep breath to face the rest of the night with Raymond. The only thing that keeps me going is the thought of seeing Xavien later tonight. I just need to be here for a few hours, and then I will start faking a sickness. I hope my plan works because I really need to see Xavien tonight, even if it is just for a moment."You look so beautiful tonight, Mekayla."I look at my mother standing there waiting with anticipating to hear my response to his all so charming words."Thank you, Raymond."I walk downstairs, and he holds out an arm for me to hook my hand into. That is the last thing I want to do. I want to turn and get out of this hell hole. But the only thing that gets me through the night is the thought of seeing quite possibly the love of my life. My mother then turns around and starts to attend to the rest of her guests."What do you think is going to happen between us? Do you really think this is going to go somew...AT THE WINTERS MANSION...Raymond starts to look for Mekayla. He is getting frustrated because he needs her to introduce him to the cream of the crop, and without her by his side, he is but nothing to them. He quickly walks towards the bathroom he thinks she was in and knocks on the door, but nobody answers. He then proceeds to look in every bathroom but does not find her. Mekayla's mother sees he is looking frantically for something and then approaches him."Raymond, darling. Is everything okay?""Ah, Mrs. Winters. No, I am actually looking for Mekayla; she said that she is not feeling well and then-"Mrs. Winters lifts a hand in the air toward him to stop talking."Oh, no, that girl did it again. Follow me"She turns around impatiently and walks upstairs to Mekayla's room. She knocks on the door and then open it. Then she stares at the window. She knows that when that window is open on an icy cold night like tonight, it only means one thing."
…Xavien POV…I was unaware of how a single friendly gesture might have seemed if there is a bit more to what the eyes were seeing. Of course, I know what my relationship with Sammy is, but did Mekayla know? Somehow I don't think so, for that hurt in her face showed me that I have just made a far bigger mistake than I realized.It only took me but a few steps, and I was right at the door, but she was far faster than what I was. The moment I saw her speeding off in her car, I knew by the way the car was swerving that she was far more upset than it seemed she was.But then it happened, it happened so fast. She must have lost control, for her car started to spin on the icy road, round and round, in circles she goes. I watch as her body is flung from one side of the car to the other. Then it lifts off the road and tumbles, moving inches closer and closer to a large old tree on the side of the road. Then she comes crashing to a horrific stop as her car slams s
...Xavien POV...It was a cold rainy Christmas night; the Caruso Family returned home after an eventful evening full of laughter and smiles at their dear family friends, the Johnsons. It was relatively late, and my father did not feel confident to take the long way home, so I offered to drive instead. Now driving in the rain is not something that makes me feel at ease. Yet that is not an excuse for what happened only but five minutes after we pulled onto the icy roads.I was going at a fairly decent speed, taking my time and safely navigating my way through the pouring rain. The mood was joyful; we were making plans for the after Christmas party for the next day. It was Caruso Family tradition only to hand out presents the day after; my mom used to say that then it is more appreciated for giving a gift on Christmas day was more of a task than a pleasure.With only a few minutes into our trip, the car caught an ice patch on the road, the tires slipped sharply to the ri
MEANWHILE IN THE HOSPITALCatalina just walked in with Grant and heard that Mekayla almost died. Her face turns as white as snow. She can not believe what she just heard Tina say. But Mekayla's mother will not let this go down so easily. She is ready to fight with someone. Not because of Mekayla's accidents but because her party has been ruined. So she walks with fury in her steps towards Catalina."What is she doing here?""Honey, you know that she needs to be here."Catalina does not hear one word that Mrs. Winters has to say. Her complete focus is on Tina. She put her hands on Tina's shoulders, and Tina looks at her hands. Then it is as if Catalina remembers who she is. For a moment, she forgot who she is and where her place is because Mekayla is the most important person in her life."I am sorry, Miss Winters. I did not mean to offend you, but can you please tell me why did you say that Mekayla almost died?"Tina looks into Catalina's eyes and reali
…Xavien POV…Sitting here in the darkness, there is a little piece of me that is slowly dying. I have never felt such a connection with a woman before; I cannot bear to be away from her for one second. Yes, I have had my share of women, but none of them comes close in comparison to Mekayla. As long as I hear that machine beep, I know that there is still hope for us. I know that when she opens her eyes, the first thing that I shall do is go down on my knees and beg her forgiveness. After that, I will open my heart and soul to her; I will express the love that I feel in my heart for her. I have only met her, but I feel a deep love in my heart for her.I know, there is that absolute certainty that she shall soon return from where she is. So I step out of my corner for a moment; I need to feel the warmth of her touch again. I take her soft hand into mine and gently squeezes her palm. There is a smile that grows at the corner of my lips; the comfort of her touch l
…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