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Emily's POVAfter a few weeks of being comatose, Logan finally woke up to my surprise. My stomach fluttered, a rush of excitement on my face. The doctor had predicted that his injuries were fatal and it might be impossible for him to survive. I felt so overwhelmed with joy at the great news of Logan's recovery “This is a miracle!” Mr. Michealson, Logan's father, exclaimed, his face etched with relief as he walked into the ward. Mrs. Michelson wiped her tears with the pad of her thumb, her steps faltering as she walked into Logan's ward Her eyes went wide with shock, tears streaming down her cheeks. I'm so happy I could stop her from committing suicide. I've always known that Logan would survive since he had promised to be with me and Carl forever..“Is Logan alive?” She asked, her face etched with disbelief.“Yes, mom. He has recovered. He's not dead. I told you he wasn't dead. He was only comatose,” I explained to her as I held her hands. Logan sat upright on the bed, his lips c

Emily's POV “Help us! Somebody help!” I screamed aloud for anyone who cared enough to listen so they would help in saving my husband.I tore a part of my dress and used it on his wound to place pressure on the injured area in order to stop the flow.“Please, help us!” I pleaded, tears in my eyes.“I'll…. I'll…I'll be fine.” Logan struggled to say to me in a stutter.“No, you are not fine.” I cried, trying to help him in any way I could before better help could come. If I had my way, I would have driven him off to the hospital but, I was in no right state of mind to drive a car now and he could not do the same in his injured state.Soon, Logan passed out and some onlookers dropped by to see what was happening.“Help me! my…my husband has been shot.” “Call the cops,” someone suggested.“Whoever fired the shot should still be around here somehow.” Another person said.“Please, let's call 911!” someone else said and all the while when they were talking and taking steps in helping us fro

Emily's POVEight Months Later…If I was told that things were going to turn out this way in the end, I'd argue that it was a lie and whoever told me was only trying to say that as a means to get me to feel better.But, I guess, there's always a moment of joy after the long nights of suffering too. Everything was gradually getting better and it looked like life was beginning to take a great form after all.Although my son, Carl was currently in the hospital undergoing some medical care and procedure at the moment to help with his transplant, I couldn't help but feel thankful that he has a great chance at surviving the turbulence.“Which one do you think will fit the baby perfectly out of these?” Logan asked me as he picked up a very cute baby outfit. He lifted the clothes in front of me so I could pick from the alternatives he had selected.“This one.” I said, pointing to a white little top that had caught my attention.“I think we can just pick both.” Logan suggested, his eyes access

Chapter….Author's POV “There are so much demand for the new ammunition coming in tomorrow evening. That will be sorted by you, Black.” “You have to make sure everything turn out well when you guys go to get them.” The deep croaky voice of the mafia's grouphead resounded in the room while he addressed the members of the secret organization.“We have to ensure that nobody comes close to our group. The other rival gangs will get too cocky if they notice us slacking. This isn't time to slow down guys, we have to step up and show that we own this arena–”Collin's dark eyes wandered lazily around the dimly lit room, his mind in a faraway place as he sat on the seat at a corner in the room.The mafia members' discussion about the upcoming ammunition that had been imported secretly into the country and the inherent sneer from jealous rival gangs faded into the background while he thought of his newest worry.He couldn't be bothered about anything more except the news he'd gotten from Vivi

"Can I see you both for a few minutes?" The doctor's words came out firm and serious. Emily and Logan exchange glances before taking a deep breath.Emily and Logan walked out of the ward with the doctor. Emily's chest heaved, her heart pounding harder. Anxiety lingered in the air."Doctor, how's Carl's health?" Logan asked first, while Emily stood there looking at one way."While his immune system is still stable, we have to explore several options for a bone marrow transplant. Since neither of you is a match, having a child together could potentially save his life.” The doctor said, staring at them sympathetically.“I understand this is personal but do know that I'll always be here to support you. If you need anything, please let me know. And if you're willing to consider this option, then we can discuss the details further. I'll be taking my leave now,”.The doctor's words hang heavily in the air even after he left.[ Present day]The hospital room was filled with tension, the only

Collin’s chest heaved as he stared at his phone's screen, his hands clenched into tight fists as if he was about to go into a fight. The news played on repeat, Logan and Emily were seen together again, smiling like the latest couples in town. The sight of them chuckling and spending quality time together burned through him like a fire blaze on top of his head."Unbelievable!" he roared, flipping the coffee table in front of him. "After everything I did, after everything I said, she still went back to him?"Vivian, standing in the corner, let out a quiet chuckle. She had been watching him the entire time, enjoying the spectacle of his rage and unhappiness. Unlike him, she wasn’t blinded by anger, she saw an opportunity to do what has always been within her."Throwing objects won’t change the fact that she's back in Logan's arms," she said, walking slowly to Collins.Collin looked around, eyes flashing with anger. "Shut up, Vivian!"She smirked. "Why should I? I warned you, didn't I? Em