Authir POV:-You don't deserve her.The words bit into his subconscious like venom. It wasn't the first time they'd infiltrated his mind in this way, but it was the first time they'd been hurled at him.It all still felt like some sort of bad dream for Jonathan; Allen couldn't have really said that, could she?But she did, and the voice in Jonathan's mind snarled at him. You know she did. You heard her say it. And she believes it, too.Jonathan closed his eyes, taking a shaky breath. He'd heard it before, of course. He was Trisha's mate. He is the one who kicks her out. For him, there were certain standards he had to live up to, and there certainly wasn't any time to spare his feelings along the way. His mother and father had wanted him to be the best, and he was. The thought gave him a little pride, as it always did; save for long-dead mating bonds of the past, Jonathan was the best for them.But such perfection had come at a cost.Jonathan remembered when he chose his career. He'd a
Author POV:-It's been hours since Trisha locked herself in the small bathroom they have in their two-room apartment, crying over her pathetic life. She felt like destiny was playing games with her. It was too much for her to handle. Why does bad luck always follow her around like a ghost? Why is it so hard for her to live a simple life? Why does her son have to suffer because of her misfortune? Why? Why? She had been asking herself the same question for years and had received no response.She never thought about it, and she never wanted to visit that place again or see those people again. Why, after all those years, does she have to face those people? Why did she have to cross the door, which was closed on her face? When she discovered Jonathan was the last straw in saving her son, she was terrified of what he would do when he realised the child he had abandoned and called names to for years was his. Trisha was afraid—what would she do if Jonathan decided to stay away from her? It wa
Author POV:-On the other side of the city, someone was sleepless just like Trisha, scared like her but somewhat happy because of what was going to happen tomorrow. After the workers finished decorating the room for Trisha and her son around 10 p.m., Jonathan is now laying in his bed with no sign of sleep. His mind was playing the "he should not have" game with him. He should not have listened to his mother's words, for example. He should not have believed that fake DNA report. He should not have done that horrible thing to his most beloved person. He shouldn't have given his son a name. But he knew there was no point in that now. Things have already happened, and he blames himself for that.His thoughts are entirely his own. He saw his son's photo on his medical records this evening. Trisha was right; he looked just like him. They had those chubby cheeks, shiny eyes, straight hair, and that precious smile, just like him. He should have listened to Trisha and loved the baby. Then ever
Author POV:-"Sorry Mr. On that side of the door, mom is in the bathroom, so I can't open the door because I don't know who you are? Mum told me not to open the door for strangers. So please say your name so that I will know who you are and open the door."Jonathan and Jace looked at each other. When they heard that lovely voice, they couldn't help but smile. Jonathan's eyes welled up with tears without his realising it. It's time. It was the moment he would see his treasure face. His Rain. He really wanted to break the door instantly and hug his little treasure.Seeing Jonathan still in a daze, Jace decided to answer. He was really excited to meet his nephew. He didn't tell anyone, but he had prepared a big gift for him at home."It's Jace and Jonathan." He informed him in a deep, sweet voice. His happiness could be heard in his voice. It was silent for a moment. There was no reply from inside. Since there had been no response from inside for nearly a minute, the two outsiders exchan
Author POV:-There was pin-drop silence in the car. No one was talking. While leaving their small apartment, Rain cried his eyes out, not wanting to leave without Zee and Simon. Trisha herself couldn't control her tears. These people were part of her life. They helped her at her lowest point.Trisha looked out of the window while leaning her head on it. Though she has now solved one problem with the Rain donor, another big one is already standing in front of her. She was working at three jobs every day. But now that she's moved to this part of the city, which is far away from where she used to work, she has to quit those jobs. So, now that she was jobless, one of her neighbours encouraged her to go to J.W. Entertainment tomorrow; he said they might be able to offer her a cleaning job but she couldn't say for sure. But it was better than nothing. She needs money. She knew Jonathan would cover medical expenses, but she needs money for food, clothes, and all their other small needs. She
Author POV:-"Why are they taking so much time?" Jennifer asked for the fourth time; she is losing her patience. It was nearly noon, and Jonathan and Jace were nowhere to be found. She was about to call one of them, but Monika didn't let her. So, now she and Monika were waiting for Jonathan and Jace's arrival while Bradnon was still passed out in his room due to how much he drank yesterday. Jennifer was sure that Brandon would have a really bad hangover when he woke up. And Keven had been out since the morning, God knows where."Jennifer, can you stop pacing around? I am feeling dizzy." Monika said, rubbing her temples. She didn't understand why Jennifer was so impatient. Hearing Monika, Jennifer suddenly flopped herself on the couch beside Monika, startling her friend."What if Trisha refuses to come here?You know the last time she crossed this door, and you know what Brandon said to her." Jennifer recalled the scene from six years ago.Now, years later, when the truth was revealed,
Author POV:-There are no words coming out of Sara's mouth, because these all are not making any sense.Monika and Jennifer are convinced that no one knows when Trisha will awaken. She has been running on fumes, and her weak body has been shivering for what feels like forever, but once they set foot back in the room, that was the furthest thing from their minds. When Alvin arrived, he went directly to Jonathan's because they had already informed him of the situation. Jace dialled Sara's number and told her everything. Sara, who came rushing through, with Alvin and Allen, returns to see Trisha.She has no idea how long she'd been at it, poring over dusty tomes and reactivating his clarity and endurance, when the sound of a phone shook her out of her daze. For one foolish moment, her heart had hoped it was Trisha.Of course, it wasn't her, but others are. They must have heard what happened; exhaustion edged deeply into their features. Guilt flooded Sara at the sight of them. She hadn't
Author Note:-Keven returned from an exhausting practise session in the studio. He entered the lift. He was so stressed out as a result of a sudden revelation that the only thing that could make him feel better was to dance. He danced for hours. But I still didn't feel any better. The guilt was consuming him. He felt like a horrible person.How could he say those words to their Trisha? She was like a sister to him. Knowing that her childhood was hard, they were all more attentive to her. Specially Brandon. Keven couldn't help but blame himself. No one blamed him, but he knew he was the one who triggered Brandon to act harshly towards Trisha that day. Why didn't he shut his mouth like others? like Alvin and Sara. They were all hurt, but they didn't react like he did. Brandon was an exception because Trisha and Brandon's relationship was like true siblings; they were there for each other in their hard times. But he didn't have any right to say such harsh things to her. Now, his deed wa