KieraWe stood in front of my dad's room in the hospital, unsure of what to expect when we walked in.I held Jason's hand tight, squeezing it for reassurance as we were about to enter the room."What took you guys so long?" Kevin asked, making our heads turn towards him with a mixture of relief and surprise."What are you doing here?" I asked, shocked to see him here in the hospital of all places."Kiera… Go meet you, Dad," he said with a solemn expression, gesturing towards the room. "You are his family."I nodded my head in understanding as I walked inside the room and saw my father lying in the hospital bed, lifeless and frail. Tears welled up in my eyes as I approached him, feeling a rush of emotions overwhelm me. "I'm here, Dad," I whispered, holding his hand gently in mine. He is cold and weak, a stark contrast to the strong grip he used to have. I squeezed his hand, hoping for some sign of recognition or response from him.But there is no sign of life in him; he is dead and mot
Jason"She is fine, right?" I asked, holding her hands in mine, staring at her pale face, eyes closed as if she were in a deep sleep. The sound of her breathing was the only thing that kept me grounded at that moment, reassuring me that she was still with me."Mr. Grey, she is fine," the doctor reassured me, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "She just needs some rest and time to recover." I exhaled in relief, grateful for the doctor's words."But why did she collapse like that?" I inquired, feeling a knot of worry tightening in my chest.The doctor hesitated before responding, "It could be due to stress or exhaustion, but we will run some tests to be sure."I sighed and nodded, feeling a mix of relief and concern wash over me. As I watched her sleep peacefully, I vowed to do whatever it took to ensure she never had to go through something like this again. The stress of her dad's death was taking a toll on her, and I knew I needed to prioritize her well-being moving forward."J
KieraI stood in front of the casket, filled with a sense of loss and longing.Memories flooded my mind as I said my final goodbye to my dad.I don't know if he was a good man or not; I don't know if he was the criminal that everyone claimed him to be. I don't even know if he truly loved me. But he was the person who made me feel loved when I was all alone, broken, and lost.When all my hope was gone, he was the one who showed me kindness and compassion. He stood by my side when I was alone; he gave me a shoulder to cry on when no one else did. I will always be grateful for his presence in my life. Whatever little time I had with him was truly a blessing.I close my eyes as I put my hand over my heart, feeling the warmth of his memory."You know, you're a blessing to my life, a blessing that you tried to hide from me for eighteen years." I heard his voice in my mind as I remembered the impact he had on me. His words brought tears to my eyes, knowing that his kindness was always there,
JasonIt has been days since Kiera talked to me after her dad's funeral. I know that she is hurt. Losing a parent is never easy for anyone. And who knows that better than I do? But seeing Kiera all so lost and mourning for days feels like a curse on my existence. She doesn't talk to anyone except Aria; she keeps her door closed in her room, always locked. She even stopped sharing the same bed with me. I don't know why she is doing all these things and what she would be doing with her father's death, but is it my fault? Then why is she punishing me by separating herself from me? And more than that, what worries me is her leukemia and the baby that is growing inside her belly. I feel helpless and unsure of how to support her during this difficult time.I would lie if I said I was not happy when the doctor said Kiera was pregnant, but that happiness only lasted for a minute or so, and then, like a bomb, the news of her cancer crushed my heart into pieces. After all these years of losing
Kiera"I am sorry for not understanding you enough and for leaving you alone." I heard Jason speak; his voice sounded heavy, as if he were crying. I could sense the pain in his words, and I regret the distance that has been between us.Tears started streaming from my hearing his words. I know Jason loves me so much and cares about me a lot, and I realize now how much I have hurt him by keeping him away from me.But with so much going on in my life, my mind was a mess, and I didn't realize how much it was affecting our relationship. Why is everything happening to me all at once? Don't I deserve to be happy for once in my life?"I am sorry." Jason's voice broke my chain of thoughts. As I felt Jason caressing my hair, I felt him move away from me. Without giving in to any thoughts or doubts, I reached out and held his hand tightly, stopping him from walking away."Don't you fucking dare to walk away now?" I said, pulling his body to me and wrapping my arms around him tight, with my head
Kiera"I will never ask anything from you, not even your love, but please abort the child." Jason's words keep echoing in my mind, pleading with me to make a decision that I never thought I would have to face.I put my hand on my belly and felt a surge of conflicting emotions, unsure of what to do next. The weight of this choice feels heavier with each passing moment, leaving me torn between my own desires and the wishes of the man I once loved.I am pregnant with my and Jason's child, but Jason keeps telling me to abort the child, but I can't do this. No matter what, I want to give this child a chance at life, despite the difficult circumstances."Dad, do you also think that I should abort the baby?" I asked, staring at him with tears in my eyes."Dad, I need your guidance now more than ever," I whispered, hoping for some clarity in this overwhelming situation. But I know he can't answer the question for me.I stare at his grave, feeling lost and alone, wishing he were still here to
JasonA week has passed since Kiera opened up her heart to me, revealing her deepest fears and insecurities. I tried to give her space, but it didn't work out as she continued to distance herself from me. So when we finally opened up to each other, I was relieved to see her walls coming down.But she is scared for herself, for our child growing inside her belly, and for the future of our family. I would be lying if I said I was sad, depressed, or helpless, as I couldn't do anything to protect her from harm; I couldn't protect my baby or my wife from the uncertainties of life.I am caught in a tug of war where there is nothing but a loss for me. The weight of these fears and uncertainties is heavy, and I know that I can't win this game of life. In order to protect one life, I have to sacrifice the other, and that is a burden I never imagined I would have to bear.I sighed, my head hanging from frustration and guilt as I grappled with the impossible choices ahead of me. The weight of gu
JasonMy heart raced as I pushed the ignition button on my car, determined to get to her side as quickly as possible. The thought of Kiera in pain was unbearable, and I knew I needed to be there for her no matter what."Daddy, what happened to mommy?" I tried to keep my voice steady. I didn't scare my daughter. She was only six years old, and I didn't want to alarm her with the news of her mother's accident."Aria, everything is fine; Daddy has some work to do, but we'll go see Mommy soon," I reassured her, trying to keep my own fear in check. "Why don't you spend some time with your Uncle Kevin today? I'm sure he'd love to play with you." Aria's face lit up at the mention of her uncle, and I felt a wave of relief, knowing she would be distracted and happy in his company.I called Kevin, as he was in the office, and asked if he could spend the day with Aria. He happily agreed, and I felt grateful for his willingness to help out during this difficult time. These past few days, Kevin ha