Allison POVAs I slowly blinked my eyes open, the world around me came into focus, the sterile white walls of the hospital room closing in around me. disorientation gripped me as I realized I was alone, the silence of the room echoing with my confusion.Memories flooded back in a rush, the events leading up to this moment playing out like a fragmented movie in my mind. I remembered the sharp pain, the sickening thud as I fell and struck my baby bump on the unforgiving edge of the table in the living room. Dylan's panicked face swam before me, his urgent actions to get me to safety etched in my memory.A surge of panic shot through me as I instinctively reached for my swollen belly, only to be met with a hollow emptiness that made my heart skip a beat. Confusion clouded my thoughts as I stared down at my once-prominent baby bump, now reduced to a flat expanse that betrayed the absence of the life that had once thrived within me."Huh?!" I gasped, the realization hitting me like a physi
Dylan POV As the days stretched on in the somber confines of the hospital room, Allison's heart-wrenching cries seemed to echo endlessly, a haunting soundtrack to the anguish that enveloped us all. Her mother, Sonia, and my steadfast grandma Adaline stood vigil by her side, their presence a shield against the darkness that threatened to consume her fragile spirit. They watched over her with unchanging devotion, their eyes filled with sorrow and determination.Yet amid the hushed whispers and heavy silences, a singular obsession gnawed at me—a relentless need to reach Charlotte, to bridge the chasm that had widened between us. Ignoring the pleas and protests of those around me, I made a fateful decision to seek her out, to confront the tumultuous emotions that churned within me.The drive to Charlotte's house was a blur of frenzied determination, each passing mile fueling the fire of my resolve. Pulling up to the imposing gates that guarded her sanctuary, I braced myself for the confr
As the darkness enveloped me like a shroud, a lone beacon of light in the distance beckoned to me, a promise of respite amid the encroaching night. With a surge of determination, I quickened my pace, each step fueled by the dwindling reserves of strength that I clung to desperately.Finally, I reached the welcoming glow of the house, my heart pounding with relief and exhaustion. I rapped urgently on the door, the sound echoing through the stillness of the night until it swung open to reveal a middle-aged woman peering out at me with curiosity and concern."Good day, ma'am. I need your help," I managed to gasp out, my voice strained from the exertion of the long and arduous journey. The words spilled forth in a rush, a plea for aid from a weary traveler who had stumbled upon a rare sanctuary in the darkness.With a weary sigh, I relayed my tale of misfortune—the broken-down car, the dead phone, the endless stretch of desolate road that had led me to her doorstep. exhaustion hung heavy
Davidson POV Stepping into the grand hotel, the air thick with the hum of chatter and laughter, I heard my name being called by my group of friends. "Davidson, Davidson!" their voices rang out in jovial tones, and I turned to acknowledge them with a wave and a smile. Yet, amidst the friendly banter and familiar faces, my thoughts were consumed by one name alone - Charlotte.With a heavy heart, burdened by the memory of Charlotte's rejection and the ache of unrequited love, I sought solace by the serene waters of the hotel's swimming pool. Each step towards the pool felt like a journey into the depths of my own turmoil, a desperate attempt to quell the storm of emotions raging within me.Standing at the edge of the pool, lost in contemplation, I was startled by the sound of my name whispered behind me. "Davidson," a voice called out, and a delicate hand brushed against my bare skin, sending a shiver down my spine. The touch was both cold and warm, a paradoxical sensation that jolted m
Charlotte POVMy heart still racing with anger and hurt, I was abruptly jolted from my thoughts as Allison, like a whirlwind of fury, swung the car door open and shoved me out onto the gravel driveway. The shock of the sudden push left me stumbling, my hands reaching out instinctively to steady myself. As I regained my footing, I was greeted by a scene that left me utterly bewildered.Before me stood a gathering of people - everyone, Dylan's relatives. Allison, her face contorted with rage, advanced towards me with clenched fists, her eyes blazing with anger. I braced myself for the blow, closing my eyes tightly and bowing my head in anticipation. But to my surprise, the blow never came I wasn't hit . Instead, I heard a voice beside me, a voice I didn't recognize. "Charlotte, are you okay?" the stranger asked, his tone filled with concern. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find a young man standing in front of me, his gaze fixed on mine with worry and determination. The guy had held Allis
Charlotte's POVI cursed under my breath as I hastily grabbed my bag after scrambling to get dressed. "Dylan is going to be furious," I muttered to myself as I bolted out of the door, leaving my marital home behind. I hurried towards the main road, my mind racing with the consequences of being so late.Spotting a taxi, I waved frantically and yanked open the door. "Golden five-star hotel, please! And make it quick," I urged the driver, my voice tinged with urgency as I settled into the back seat. The city blurred past as the taxi sped towards my destination, my heart pounding with apprehension.As I sank into the plush backseat of the taxi, I couldn't help but close my eyes, eagerly anticipating our arrival at the Golden Five-Star Hotel. Today is a monumental day for my husband, Dylan. He's taking over the family business as the new CEO of HAN DESIGNS. I wonder why I overslept last night. Was it the soothing patter of the rain, or because of the Pregnancy?I've been married to Dylan H
Charlotte's POVEnduring four years of marriage to Dylan felt like being trapped in a living nightmare. Despite my deep love for him, I had never truly felt accepted into the Harmon family. I had made sacrifices for our relationship, leaving behind my own family and name and taking on Dylan's name, yet he had never reciprocated my commitment. Throughout our marriage, he had never defended me or shown me the support I longed for. The only solace I found within his family was in his mother, Patricia, who had consistently shown me kindness and stood up for me in the face of the family's disdain.Grandpa Henry had been another source of warmth, but with his passing, I felt even more isolated. Patricia's support, while comforting, often felt inadequate in the face of Grandma Adaline's influence. I understood that Patricia's hands were tied when it came to her Grandma's words and actions. Despite the disrespect and insults hurled at me by other family members, including being labeled a jinx
Charlotte POVAs I slowly opened my eyes, the beeping of a nearby machine pierced through the haze of my consciousness. My surroundings swam into focus, and I felt an overwhelming weakness hit me. Then, I noticed Nathan, my brother, seated on a nearby couch, his head cradled in his hands. "Nath..." I began, but a fit of coughing cut me off.Nathan's head shot up at the sound of my voice, and he hurried to my side. "Charlotte, are you okay? Are you feeling any pain or headache? I'll inform the doctor," he said with concern etched across his face before rushing out of the room.Moments later, the doctor entered, and after a thorough examination, he informed me and Nathan that my collapse was due to days of insufficient food and hydration. He emphasized the importance of taking care of myself, especially for the sake of the baby. As the doctor spoke, my heart raced with emotions, and when he revealed that I was healthily pregnant, a surge of both joy and concern coursed through me.Thank