AthenaAs the sight of the mansion unfolded before me, my breath caught in my chest, and a deluge of memories came rushing back, threatening to overwhelm me. It felt as though they had been lying dormant, waiting for this precise moment to resurface and drag me away from Sebastian. Miles away.The mansion, once a dark, foreboding cage, now seemed to radiate with an otherworldly glow, contrary to my expectations.It was painted a resplendent shade of white that shone in the evening light. The trees surrounding the property no longer obstructed the rays of the setting sun. Despite being at a distance, I could see the verdant garden had sprung up in the back. Yet feet remained frozen to the ground, my mind reeling, and my heart racing at an alarming pace. I longed to move forward, but my body lacked the strength to do so. Just then, Sebastian took my hand, and his touch sent a shockwave of memories coursing through me, including the day he had purchased my destiny for two million doll

AthenaAs we stepped into the brightly lit waiting room of the doctor's office, a familiar scent of disinfectant filled the air, mingling with our nervous anticipation. My gaze scanned the room, searching for any signs of familiarity.Behind the reception desk, a woman sat flipping through a magazine. It was past visiting hours, but Tristan Perez, the doctor, had kept the office open just for us. Getting an appointment with him was a daunting task for most but not for Sebastian."Hello there. We are here to meet, Tristan.""Sorry, but it's past the visiting hour so there's nothing I can do for—" her words trailed off, as she looked up and noticed our presence. Her eyes widened, and she quickly stood up.Sebastian spoke before she could, a hint of confusion in his voice, "I suppose he didn't mention us?""No, he did," she blurted out, her voice laced with embarrassment and dismay. "I'm so sorry, Alpha. It just slipped my mind. I apologise for the inconvenience."Sebastian offered her a

AthenaSebastian's relentless pursuit of alternative options continued, with each phone call to a different doctor, his hope diminishing and frustration mounting. The hours ticked by, and I could no longer contain my growing impatience."Sebastian, we were supposed to talk," I finally spoke up, my voice carrying a tinge of exasperation. “And from the past hour, all you are doing is dialling different numbers on that phone of yours and talking to different doctors. One after another.” I had been observing his frantic attempts to find a solution, but it was clear that his efforts were leading nowhere."Because that's the only way we can find a solution to this problem," He spoke, stealing a brief glance in my direction before resuming his pacing. I watched as he dialled yet another number, desperate for a different outcome. The cycle of disappointment seemed unending, as one after another, the doctors he contacted declined to take on our complex case. And what worsened Sebastian's pati

AthenaHearing the sound of my voice, he froze in place, his movements suspended in time.Neither he nor I made a single motion, locked in an eerie tableau of vulnerability. The belt remained clutched tightly in his hand, a lingering symbol of his self-inflicted agony. To me, It seemed as if he staggered on the ridge of a decision, torn between turning towards me and stepping aside the instrument of pain, or retreating into the solace of avoidance. I couldn't help but sense a profound vulnerability in him, as if he lacked the strength to confront me directly.If only he knew how much it hurt to see him like this.Knowing that he was a great distance away from mustering the strength to face me, I steeled myself and closed the gap between us. Gathering every ounce of courage I possessed, I positioned myself directly before him, refusing to wait for him to turn back. Yet, his gaze remained averted, his head bowed low, fixated on the shadow cast by my form. A solitary teardrop traced a p

Athena "I apologise for the other day, Tristan," Sebastian uttered, "Thank you so much for coming here today. It means a lot."Tristan offered us a smile infused with understanding. "There's no need for apologies, Sebastian. I can understand what you both are going through," His voice, gentle and calm, "These are tough times, both for you and your partner. Please believe me when I say that I am here to offer my assistance in every possible way.""Thank you, Tristan," I managed to muster a smile, although turmoil consumed me from within.Selecting this path had been an arduous decision for Sebastian and me. But we had to save our little one—this battle for survival had become inescapable."Don't express gratitude for what should be my duty. It's my job," Tristan's smile waned slightly. "However, there is something I want both of you to understand. I will invest my utmost effort, fighting tooth and nail against the complexities to ensure safe delivery and prevent any unforeseen complic