"This is good," I said, feeling grateful toward Nate—I hadn't expected him to be so all-in.Considering his status as a professor, just having him personally perform the surgery was a huge deal. But now, he was also fully focused on finding the right heart donor.I knew this extra effort had everything to do with Lena."Any word on when the new donor heart will arrive?" I asked again.Hayden dropped his gaze. "Still no idea."I glanced down the cold, sterile hospital corridor. "So, what's Prof. Neumann suggesting? Should we stick around or go home and rest?""Let's head back for now," Hayden said, his voice soft. "Yuna's barely left home because of her health. She's never even been to Seavora. I was thinking I'd take her out, let her see the city for a bit."That made sense. Yuna hadn't experienced much beyond her little world. She hadn't even tried coffee or milk tea before. Everything she knew about the outside came from books, but she'd never actually lived it."Yeah, I thin
I eventually found myself in front of Matthew's hospital room. Standing outside were two men in black suits, one of whom looked familiar.It hit me—he was one of Thorsten's bodyguards.Thorsten wasn't even trying to keep a low profile. It's like he didn't care if people thought he was straight-up mafia or something.Since he was already there, I wasn't about to just waltz in. But going back to Yuna's room wasn't happening either, so I wandered over to the hospital's little garden.I barely sat down on a bench when this tiny voice piped up, "Miss, will you play ball with me?"I looked down to see a little girl, maybe three or four, staring at me with these big, puppy-dog eyes. Ugh. I wasn't really in the mood, but how was I supposed to say no?"Sure," I said, figuring it'd be five minutes, tops. But once we started, I got all these flashbacks of playing ball with my parents when I was a kid."Miss, you're kinda clumsy."Oops, you missed again."Miss..."I was not only stuck pl
I knew I had to say something, but the words that came out were more offhand than thoughtful. "I might not be one now, but who knows about the future?"Thorsten burst out laughing, and Milly, still nestled in his arms, giggled along with him."Daddy, this lady is nice. She played with me," Milly chimed in.This kid definitely thought I was a rockstar.Her mom, though? Yeah, not so much. Sasha's face darkened, and she gave me this look like she was already convinced I was Thorsten's latest fling or something."Well then, from now on, you can always come find this lady to play," Thorsten said, like I'd somehow become a regular in their lives.I opened my mouth, unsure what to say. Arguing in front of Milly didn't feel right, so I just brushed it off like he was humoring her.Then Thorsten walked up to me, still holding Milly. "Got time to play with my daughter? You can name your price."Wait—was he seriously asking me to babysit? Did he think everyone had as much free time as he
Matthew didn't respond at first, and a sudden chill ran down my spine. Without thinking, I reached out and grabbed his arm."Matthew... Matthew..."He finally took a heavy, ragged breath, then slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was distant, unfocused. "Rea... I almost didn't wake up just now."My heart raced. "I'm getting the doctor."But before I could move, Matthew, weak but determined, caught my hand. "No need to panic. I'm fine. This isn't the first time—it's just sleep paralysis."Sleep paralysis? I'd heard of it before, usually in a casual, "freaky dream" kind of way. But in his condition—severe cancer—this felt far from ordinary. My gut told me it was a sign something deeper was going wrong.I wasn't a doctor, but I wasn't clueless either. And with Lena, my best friend, being a nurse, I'd picked up more than just the basics."Matthew, let's get the doctor to check on you anyway. I won't feel right unless we do," I insisted, my voice firm. I wasn't taking any chances.A doc
Matthew's expression softened, almost like a dad looking at his kid. "To me, you'll always be that little girl. But listen, being serious and stubborn is great for work, not so much for life."I knew why he said it, but people don't change overnight. We are who we are."Rea, sometimes not knowing everything brings a little happiness. You don't have to figure it all out, you know?" His words were soft, almost fatherly.Seeing the worry in his eyes, and thinking about his illness, I nodded, even though deep down I still held onto my beliefs."Rea," Matthew said softly."Yeah?"He shook his head. "It's nothing.""No, it's something. You've definitely got something on your mind," I pressed, sensing he was holding back.Matthew chuckled. "Nothing gets past you, does it?""Why hide it? Whatever secret you've got that you can't tell Lindey or Wayne, you can tell me. I'll keep it locked up, promise." I raised my hand like I was swearing an oath.He laughed, amused. "I don't have any
"I'm calling from the demolition office. We posted the demolition notice earlier, and now there are some final procedures you need to complete. You're the last one holding things up, so please come by as soon as you can."My mood, already low, sank even further.I'd known for a while that I needed to sign the demolition papers, but I kept putting it off.It felt like, as long as I didn't sign those papers, the place couldn't be torn down. And if it wasn't torn down, my home would still be there.But now, no matter how much I'd delayed, I had to sign. The place was getting demolished.I couldn't be the one holding up the whole process, keeping people from moving into their new homes.After all, the neighborhood was old. Who wouldn't want to live in a shiny new development with fresh houses?"Okay, I'll come by now," I agreed, without even hesitating.After hanging up, I let out a long sigh, got in my car, and drove to the demolition office.I signed the papers like they asked,
Thinking about how long it had been since the accident, I let out a dry, bitter laugh. "Is that even necessary anymore?""If something comes up, we'll need a way to reach you," he replied, surprising me.I couldn't imagine what could come up after all these years, but I scribbled down my number and walked out.With the death report in hand, the only thing I still needed was the cremation documents. For that, I had to turn to Matthew. But since he was still unwell, I decided to reach out to Lindey instead."Rea, what brings you here?" Lindey looked more surprised than pleased when she saw me."I need to talk to you. Let's go inside," I said, feeling drained—whether it was from running around because of Yuna's situation or just my period, I wasn't sure, but I felt lightheaded."Oh, okay. Well... let's sit in the gazebo instead; it's too stuffy inside," Lindey suggested, linking her arm through mine as she led me toward the garden.I didn't think much of it and followed. She called
I held my breath.Then, a familiar voice reached my ears. "Mrs. Johnston, I don't want to cause any trouble. I just want to see Jace. If you let me talk to him, I'll leave and won't make a scene."Tanya.She actually showed up here!And from what she said, she was looking for Jace. I'd assumed he might've already reached out to her after I called him, but clearly, I was wrong.This woman had some nerve for asking the Johnstons about Jace's whereabouts"Is that a threat?" Lindey was clearly not one to back down."It's not a threat. I just want to see Jace," Tanya replied, using that same innocent, helpless tone she always pulled.People say you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, and Tanya was the perfect example.The first time I met her, I thought she was sweet, pure—the kind of person who made the world feel a little brighter.But that illusion shattered fast."And I told you, Jace isn't here," Lindey shot back, frustration creeping into her voice."I know he's not here,
"Got it!" Lena responded cheerfully. She washed her hands before sitting back down, picking up the utensils Aaron had prepared for her, and diving into her dumpling-and-dipping-sauce breakfast combo. "Uncle, why aren’t you eating?" She had already eaten two dumplings before realizing he hadn’t touched any. "I’m not hungry." Three words. Which meant he hadn’t eaten yet. "There’s too much food. I can’t finish it all by myself. Eat some too," Lena said casually as she picked up a dumpling with her chopsticks and held it up to his mouth. She did it so naturally—until she realized what she had just done. Aaron froze for a second, surprised by her gesture. The moment of hesitation made her realize too—wasn’t this kind of inappropriate? She was just about to pull her hand back when— He leaned in and took the dumpling straight into his mouth. Lena’s face flushed red in an instant. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and focused on eating. Meanwhile, Aar
She was shocked to see him here so early. Especially today—a day when everyone was celebrating the new year, spending time with their loved ones—and yet, he was here. With her. Lena wasn’t made of stone. She felt it. A warmth, an unspoken emotion that settled deep in her chest. "Uncle, why are you here so early?" She walked over, hands casually tucked into her coat pockets. "I didn’t want you to go hungry," Aaron replied simply, lifting the bag of food in his hand. He glanced at her break room. "Open the door." She unlocked the door and stepped inside, with him following close behind. Her break room was small—a single desk and chair, a narrow bed, and a tiny wardrobe. Nothing extra, nothing unnecessary. "Sit down, Uncle," she said naturally, settling onto the bed while motioning for him to take the chair. Aaron placed the food down and asked, "Did you sleep at all?" "I did," Lena replied. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she thought of that dream—and let o
"If it weren’t for my goddaughter, I wouldn’t even bother with you," Lena said, gently rocking the baby in her arms. "Right, little Aurora? Your godmother just adores you." "Come on, Aurora, it’s time to eat," Lena said as she carefully placed the baby in Keira's arms. Although it was her first time, Keira wasn’t embarrassed. She followed Lena’s instructions, trying to breastfeed for the first time. But the process was… painful. And since her posture was incorrect, neither of them got it right—Keira ended up covered in sweat from struggling, and her baby still hadn’t eaten properly. Panic set in. Anxiety crept up her spine. "What do I do?" Keira asked, her voice tight with unease. "It’s okay. This happens at first. Let’s transition with formula for now," Lena reassured Keira before glancing at Hayden, who had been standing there the whole time, watching anxiously—and sweating just as much as Keira was. "Go make your daughter a bottle," she told him. Hayden, the man wh
That conversation… Lena shuddered. Yeah, she had definitely come back too early. It was best to leave now before she ruined the mood for those two inside. Not wanting to hear any more, she quickly turned to leave—only to smack her leg against a nearby chair. The pain was real, but worse was the noise it made, drawing attention to her presence. Inside the room, Hayden—already feeling awkward from Keira's teasing—froze. The sound from outside made him even more uncomfortable. Keira couldn’t hold back her laughter. The moment Keira burst out laughing, however, pain shot through her lower abdomen. "Ah—ow!" Keira gasped. Hayden immediately panicked. "What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?" Hearing her cry, Lena rushed in as well. "What happened?" "I laughed too hard and pulled my stitches," Keira explained, gripping Hayden’s hand tightly. Lena glared at Keira. "You’re a mother now, and yet you’re still acting like a child. Do you have any idea what condition you’re in?"
"It’s fine. I can do it," Hayden said naturally as he picked up the basin and went to fetch warm water. The moment he stepped out, Lena turned to scold Keira. "You went through so much pain to give birth to his child. Why would you feel bad about letting him do something for you?" "It’s not that I feel bad—I just feel embarrassed," Keira whispered in defense. Lena rolled her eyes. "So dramatic." Keira shot her a glare in return. "Just wait until it’s your turn. When your husband has to handle your private matters, you’ll understand how awkward it is." The moment the words left Keira's mouth, she saw Lena’s face turn red. Lena quickly hugged the baby and turned away. But Keira caught it. Something was off. "Wait… why are you blushing?" Keira asked suspiciously. "I am not blushing," she denied immediately. What Keira didn’t know was that her words had triggered the memory of Lena's ridiculous dream—where she had been lying on the delivery bed, cursing Aaron while gi
The moment she finished cursing, Lena jolted awake. She sat there, dazed. What kind of ridiculous dream was that? She had assisted in delivering countless babies before, but this was the first time she had ever dreamed of giving birth herself. And not only that—she had dreamed of giving birth to Aaron’s child? That was beyond outrageous. Absolutely absurd! What a way to start the new year. That dream was anything but beautiful. Lena ran a hand down her face, shaking off the lingering unease. She quickly got up, poured herself a glass of water to calm down, and then left the break room. Back in the hospital room, Hayden was feeding Keira. Keira was perfectly capable of eating on her own, but he insisted on feeding her, saying that she was in a special period and should be treated like a queen. That this was the time to learn how to be spoiled properly. Fine. If this was how he wanted to make up for the suffering she endured giving birth to their daughter, she’d give
Keira looked at Lena and smiled as she followed up on Hayden’s words. "You’re family. It’s different." Lena shot her a subtle glare before stuffing the red envelope into her pocket and saying, "Give me the rest. I’ll hand them out for you later." Hayden passed her the prepared stack of red envelopes, and as she took them, she asked, "What about the other departments?" Hayden and Aaron exchanged a glance and chuckled. "Of course. Every medical staff member in this hospital gets one." "President Hart, you’re too generous," Lena said, giving him a thumbs-up. With that, she took the envelopes and left. Aaron glanced at the time. "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back now." "Mm. Happy New Year!" Hayden said, offering his holiday wishes. "Happy New Year to your whole family," Aaron replied, adding a few extra words that made both Hayden and me instinctively turn toward the baby in the bassinet. From today onward, we were officially a family of three. Outside the h
When Keira returned to the hospital room, she was greeted by a sight that made her pause. The room was decorated with fresh flowers and balloons, and beside her bed, there was a small cart filled with various gift boxes. The atmosphere was so festive that if someone walked in, they might have thought it was a birthday party rather than a postpartum recovery room. "What’s all this?" Lena asked on Keira's behalf. "A reward for my wife," Hayden answered, his hand still holding Keira's as he gazed at her with deep affection. "She went through so much. This is my way of thanking her." Keira smiled faintly. "I don’t need any of this." "Whether you need it or not is one thing. Giving it to you is my choice," Hayden said, pressing a kiss onto Keira's fingertips. "Even if everything I have already belongs to you, I still want to give you more." "Such a loving husband—honestly, what more could a woman ask for?" Lena teased before patting Keira's hospital bed. "But if President Hart r
Elder Mitchell wasn’t buying it. "That just means you guys didn’t really want to give anything. If you truly wanted to, there’s no such thing as a gift that can’t be delivered." The two old men started bickering again, but Hayden ignored them. Instead, he kept his eyes on the infant bathing room. Before long, the nurse finished bathing the baby and carried her out. Hayden reached out to take her, but the two elders immediately moved to get closer. He blocked them without hesitation. "Don’t you know old people’s eyes are toxic? You shouldn’t be staring at her for too long." Elder Hart: "…" Elder Mitchell: "…" With that, Hayden carried the baby and walked away. The two old men trailed after him, hoping to catch another glimpse, but Hayden wasn’t about to give them the chance. "Congratulations," Aaron, who had been standing nearby, offered his well wishes. "It’s a daughter. Take a look," Hayden said, his pride practically radiating off him. Aaron lowered his gaze to the