I took a seat beside Mom and held her frail fingers on my own. Seeing her like this broke my heart. “Please recover fast, Mom. We still have to celebrate your birthday next week,” I told her. I wanted to cry, but I didn’t shed a tear, though. Crying is a sign of weakness, and I didn't want Mom to know how weak I was feeling right now.Behind my back, I could feel Grey watching me. He remained quiet as he did so. After a moment that seemed to last an eternity, he finally spoke. “Have you eaten lunch?” he asked as he rose from the sofa.“No,” I replied.“Breakfast?”“No,” I mumbled weakly, and the realization made my stomach growl in response.“I assume you didn't eat dinner last night too?”I didn’t respond, and he took my silence as a yes. Grey groaned in exasperation. “I'll be back,” he said. With a quick, long stride, he reached the door. Then he was gone.Sleepily, I rested my head on the side of Mom's soft bed. Heaving a contented sigh, I closed my eyes. Before I knew it, I fell a
Something that resembled pain crossed his eyes. I wasn’t sure if it was pain, but before I could look deeper into his eyes and confirm what I saw, the emotion vanished as quickly as it had arrived. There was nothing left of it, as though it hadn’t existed at all. It left me wondering if it had been just my imagination.“W-what do you mean?” I replied. The words sprang from my lips louder than intended.“I’m asking about your relationship with Ash,” Grey said without a trace of expression on his face.“There was nothing between us,” I snapped.How could he jump to conclusions that I was having an affair with his brother? I thought to myself, inwardly trembling in disbelief. True, Ash Bradford had blatantly expressed his interest in me by sending gifts and frequently visiting the hotel when I was at work, but that was all. Everything he gave me—the gifts and the flowers—I sent back and threw a few in the garbage bin. As for his frequent and untimely visits, I had told him to stop and ca
I swallowed the lump in my throat again. Pushing away the guilt nagging at me like an itchy bug bite, I crossed the room. When I reached Mom's side, I sat in the chair beside her bed and took her hand in my own.“How are you feeling, Mom?” Grey asked—the exact words I was about to ask. I was surprised to realize he was already behind me since I hadn't heard his footsteps on the floor. He moved across the room like a ghost.“I'm feeling better now. Just sleepy from my medication, though,” she replied without opening her eyes. “Did you come here straight from your office?” Mom asked, forcing her eyes open so she could see Grey's face.“No, Mom. I stopped by the house first to see you, but when I got there, Lily told me you were in the hospital, so I tagged along to check how you were doing.” Grey sucked in a deep breath. Worry was written all over his face as he added, “You got all of us worried. Especially Lily. She looked ready to pass out when she saw you in bed.”Despite the gravity
The door opened, jolting me back to reality. The nurse stepped out of the room. “You can enter now,” she said, turning toward me. A shadow of sympathy crossed her clear blue eyes as she laid a comforting hand on my shoulder before walking away.I rose from my seat and entered Mom's room while wiping the tears from my cheeks.Mom was asleep on the bed again. Watching her so helpless only made me cry more.I was still crying when the door flung open and Celine strode inside, looking as pale as a ghost. When her tear-streaked eyes landed on mine, I realized she'd been crying too. Just as I was about to ask the reason for her tears, she told me she had met the doctor in the hallway, and he had told her the news.“I don't want to lose her, Celine,” I sobbed, clutching my tight chest. “I can't afford to lose her. Once she's gone, I will have no family left with me.”Celine crossed the distance between us. Within seconds, she was beside me, squeezing my fingers to comfort me while tears fell
“And you believe her?” Celine gasped incredulously. Ironically, her reaction mirrored my husband's expression when I told him about Natalia's pregnancy.“I have reasons to,” I mumbled under my breath. It was obvious Celine didn’t trust Natalia one bit. “After all, Natalia confessed to me, and I can’t think of any reason why she would lie to me.”“Have you confronted Grey about it?” Celine looked troubled as she asked.“I did, Cel.”“What did he say?”“He lied and denied the affair,” I told her.“Maybe Grey was telling the truth, Lily?” Celine responded, and I was surprised she was bluntly expressing which side she was on.“Are you siding with him?” I gasped disbelievingly.“Isn't it obvious, Lily? I have known Grey for years, and I have witnessed how he looks at you when you're not looking at him. On the other hand, Natalia is a total stranger to both of us, and I get bad vibes every time I look at her. Without a scintilla of doubt in my mind, I know she's a woman who's hiding a skele
When I reached home, the first thing I did was take a quick bath. I knew the day would be hot and humid, so when I got out of the shower to change, I put on a pink flounce dress. The hem bounced every time I moved. It was comfortable too. Satisfied with what I was wearing, I slipped a sweater into my bag just in case it got cold in the evening.While waiting for my hair to dry, I made buttered toast and coffee for breakfast. Still not satisfied with what I had for breakfast, I looked for food in the refrigerator and found yogurt.I sat down at the table and ate my breakfast.The house felt quiet and lonely with only me inside. Gone was the liveliness that used to be there. With Mom and Celine in the hospital, the house would remain lifeless until they returned.After breakfast, I washed the dishes. When I was done, I made my way upstairs and entered Mom's room. Opening her cabinet, I took her favorite knitted sweater. Mom would be elated once I gave it to her.I was closing the cabin
I tossed my bag carelessly on the sofa and dropped the boxes on top of the glass table. Without delay, I ran out the door, my hands pulling my hair in panic as I rushed to the nurse's station. But before I could even reach it, I met Grey in the hallway.“Where’s Mom?” I asked, biting back a sob. My legs felt weak and on the verge of collapse, but I willed myself to hold steady.“In the emergency room,” Grey replied. His face showed no emotion, but he looked a little pale. “I just arrived and found the room empty. I immediately went to the nurse's station to ask,” he explained, as though he read my thoughts.We rushed in the direction of the emergency room and found Celine seated on the bench outside. When she spotted us approaching, she immediately rose from her seat while still clutching her phone in her hand.“I was about to call you, Lily, but I’m glad you’re finally here,” Celine said, her face ashen with terror.“What happened?” It was Grey who asked.Celine quickly responded, “I
Hearing from Celine that Grey had already settled everything was reassuring. I was still weak, and I doubted if I could walk on my own at all if I tried to get up from the bed.“I don’t know how to live without her.” The words softly emerged from my lips before I could even stop myself. I clenched my fists at my side and tried to keep the tears at bay. But try as I might, I couldn’t hold back the tears, and they fell down my cheeks.Celine took my hand. With tears in her eyes, she spoke. “I feel the same, Lily. I feel lost without her. It feels as though a part of me has been taken away with her.”For a moment, neither of us spoke as we took the time to compose ourselves.“Has Mom told you about something before she died?” Celine suddenly asked.My gaze curiously landed on her face. “No,” I told her, but after a moment of hesitation, I continued, “But I could feel Mom was hiding something from me, Celine.”“I feel the same way too, Lily,” Celine replied as honestly as she could. “Ther
**ONE YEAR LATER**Days had turned into weeks, weeks had turned into months, and the months had turned into a full year, but the bouquet of flowers, boxes of chocolates, and romantic letters never stopped coming. Not even for a single day in the entire year.With the amount of effort Grey had put into his courtship, it was hard not to soften and fall for him even more—especially when he visited home every single day to continue what he called “courtship service,” which included being a gardener, a car repairman, an electrician, a plumber, and sometimes a cleaner.I once told him it wasn't necessary for him to do anything like that since we are in modern times. Men no longer woo women and their families by doing house chores, but Grey was stubborn and wouldn’t stop. He told me it was his way of showing respect and dedication to me as his wife, so I allowed him to continue what he was doing and just enjoyed the moment while he was at it.After his ceaseless dedication, Grey's hard work
A few seconds later, the soft voice coming from the bed made Grey and me abruptly pull away from each other so we could look at the bed. We both saw our son looking at us. My heart jumped, and I immediately went to Dylan’s side and grabbed his hand.“Mama.” It was the first word that came from his lips. The sound of his voice made my heart swell with joy. Despite being away from me for years, he had never forgotten that I was his mother. I was so happy that tears welled in my eyes. From looking at me, Dylan’s eyes shifted to his father. He opened his small mouth and, in a soft voice, mumbled, “Papa.”Grey's throat moved as he swallowed hard. I could tell by the way he sucked in a deep breath that he was trying to contain his emotions. “Yes, my little boy, papa is here,” Grey replied, his voice thick with emotion as he spoke. Crossing the small distance between him and the bed, he gently pulled Dylan into his arms. He was trying his best not to burst into tears, but his eyes clearly sh
“For our children, Lily,” he replied, looking me straight in the eyes.For our children… Yeah, for Isabelle and Dylan… But was that enough reason for me to stay? I thought to myself, wanting to actually hear him say that he wanted me to stay with him because he loves me.Grey continued, “I know if you leave, you will take the children with you, and God only knows how long it will be before you return here so Dylan and Isabelle could be with me again. I know I could visit them anytime if you're in Europe, but it wouldn't be enough for me because I want to be with them all the time… I want them to have a complete family, which I never experienced in my life.” His eyes filled with even more emotion as he said those words.Even though I never experienced having an absentee father and an abusive stepmother raising me, I knew that it wasn't easy. To say it was hard was an understatement. Perhaps ‘hell’ would be the right word to describe the situation.Grey had the luxury that everyone want
The room was quiet and still, and for a moment, I thought I was alone. However, when I opened my eyes, I saw that my whole family was inside the room. The only one missing was my grandmother, Leilani, who I bet wasn’t allowed to leave the house considering the time of the night. Slowly, I got up from the sofa. As I did so, I cast a brief glance at the wall clock and was actually surprised to see that it was past three in the morning, which meant I had slept for a straight two hours. Feeling refreshed despite the short hours of sleep, I felt somewhat relaxed, and as the rollercoaster events of last night rushed into my thoughts, I realized how surreal it felt, as though what had happened was only a dream.My gaze surveyed the room, looking for Grey, but he was not inside Dylan’s room.“Lily,” my mom called after she finally noticed I was awake. Everyone in the room looked at me, and they all wore the same worried expression on their faces. I bit my lower lip at the sudden rush of guilt
Grey said nothing. I expected he would snap and lash out at me for keeping the truth from him all this time, but his silence was the reaction I didn't expect. The lack of reaction on his handsome face filled my chest with tension. I would rather see him angry and furious than see that blank expression on him.I held my breath, waiting for him to say something, but even after a minute passed, he didn't open his lips. The only sound I could hear was the hum of the monitor and the thunderous sound of my heartbeat as I prayed he would express how he felt.Please speak… Get mad at me… Lash out at me… Those were the words I wanted to tell him, but I couldn't let them escape my lips.The silence that seemed to go on forever was shattered when he finally opened his lips. “Why did you keep the truth from me, Lily?”His achingly soft voice left a sting in my heart. I bit my lower lip, folded my hands in my lap, and kept the tears from falling down my cheeks as I replied, “It was the best thing
The police finally arrived. Too tired to even move, I stayed in my place. I didn't know how long I'd been seated on the ground until I heard footfalls approaching behind me. Without looking back, I knew it was Grey. I just knew it was him.“Lily?” His soft voice confirmed my assumption, and he pulled to a stop beside me, kneeling on the ground. I raised my tear-streaked eyes to him and saw panic and fear shining through his hazel-green eyes.“Is Dylan alright?” The words barely emerged from his lips. He looked at me with a wretched expression on his face. That must have been the same look on my face when I first thought Dylan was gone.“He's still weak, but Dylan is alright, Grey,” I replied, warm tears flowing down my cheeks in abundance.Grey slumped beside me. The weight he seemed to carry heavily on his shoulders disappeared as he let go of the breath he wasn't aware he was still holding. His hands covered his face, and he stayed that way for a while.“Grey?” I called weakly, wond
Ash landed on the floor, groaning in pain, blood leaking from the grievous wound in his right shoulder. He thrashed and cursed under his breath as he struggled to stop the bleeding, but the pressure he applied wasn't enough to stem the crimson liquid from flowing.All the while, my hawk-sharp eyes remained fixed on him. Just in case he tried to attack or escape, I'd shoot him—not in the shoulder this time, but somewhere more fatal so he wouldn't be able to move again. My fingers were cold and shaking, yet I didn't move the gun away from him for a second, fearing he would take the chance to grab the weapon from me and reverse the situation.“Untie yourself, Grey,” I told him. My eyes remained locked on Ash as I removed the ring from my finger and tossed it to where Grey was seated. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up the ring, push the button, and the dagger popped up. He began to cut the rope with the small dagger. “Damn, how did you manage to cut the rope with this?” he mu
The shot reverberated inside the room, mingled with the sound of my own horrified scream. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to strike. I even expected blood to flow from my injury, but there was nothing. Counting a few more seconds, still nothing happened. No wound and no pain. Reluctantly, my eyes opened, and I found Ash looking at me with a sinister grin on his face. The terror he saw in my expression pleased him in a horrible way. He crossed the distance between us and pressed the muzzle of the gun against my temple.The moment the cold, hard metal touched my skin, terror swelled inside me until it grew to the size of a monster. I could barely breathe. Without looking in Grey's direction, I knew he was feeling the same way, watching the gun pressed against my temple. The deafening sound of my heartbeat resounded in my ears, and I wondered if the two men could hear it too. Perhaps they couldn't at all, but I felt as though the world had stopped turning, and the only sound I c
My lips began to tremble. The deafening sound of my heartbeat resounded in my ears. This isn't happening, I told myself as my gaze remained locked on Natalia's dead body, which resembled a pale mannequin. She sat upright on the sofa, her long hair cascading down her shoulders and falling to her lap where her fingers were crossed. She looked alive and dead at the same time. I even tried convincing myself that it wasn't her, that it was just a mannequin, but I couldn't fool myself.I swallowed deep and hard. My eyes snapped shut. I counted to ten, then opened my eyes again, but she didn't disappear, which I had expected. She looked so real, and the thought alone sent shivers down my spine because I knew I would end up just like her if I didn't escape from my captor.“Holy shit,” Grey hissed under his breath in pure disbelief as he finally managed to get up and followed my gaze. “It's Natalia… It's not a mannequin like I thought at first,” he added, confirming my biggest fear. I was stil