Jace looked wrecked—pale, hair a mess, rough stubble shadowing his jaw. I'd never seen him this messed up, like he'd had a night just as brutal as mine.He must've found out about Matthew. Why else would he keep blowing up my phone?Weirdly, I didn't feel the anger I'd expected. Instead, I felt... nothing. Like something in me had finally just burnt out. Maybe I was numb.The doorway wasn't the place for this. I said, "Come in."Jace walked in and dropped onto the couch across from me. "My mom told me everything... Rea, I'm so sorry..."I didn't answer. I knew he hadn't just come here to apologize."Look, I know sorry's not enough. But I came here to ask... no, to beg..." His voice cracked as he looked at me, his face full of something raw. "Please, just... can you spare my dad? Just for whatever time he has left?"Beg? Hearing that word from Jace was rare.For all his recklessness, he'd always been fiercely loyal to his family.I just stared, watching his jaw tighten. "I know
I heard about Jace's car accident two hours later—Wayne was the one to break the news."Rea, Jace was in an accident," he said, his voice tight with worry. "He's in surgery... Can you come to the hospital?"My hand started shaking, and before I knew it, my phone slipped right out of my grip and crashed onto the floor.Wayne must've heard the thud. "Rea, are you okay? What happened?"Lena was in the kitchen, cooking, but at the sound, she rushed over, eyes wide with concern.Wayne's voice came through again. "Rea, we're not asking you to come for, like, a blood transfusion or anything. We just thought... maybe you'd want to see him. Because..."He hesitated. "Because when they put him in the ambulance, the only name he was calling out was yours."Lena shot a look at the phone, then back at me, and picked it up without missing a beat. "Jace and Keira are over. She doesn't need to hear this."Silence from Wayne, and then Lena hung up. She sat down next to me, wrapping an arm aroun
"Then why did you make a wish for everyone?" I asked, puzzled.The smile faded from Lena's face. "Over the years, I've seen too many women fighting cancer, too many babies who never got a chance to see the world, too many heartbreaking goodbyes."Every time I see it, it hurts... I just wish I didn't have to see it anymore."I think I'd be a lot happier that way."She took my hand. "So, in a way, my hope for everyone is also a hope for myself."In that moment, I looked at Lena, and there was something almost radiant about her, like she was shining from within.She didn't seem to notice and asked, "Are you sure you want to climb all the way up? You could just make your wish from here. It's all about what's in your heart, right?""I'm going up," I said, feeling my hesitation disappear."Are you sure you're up for it? You could come back with me," she suggested, watching me closely.I nodded. "I can handle it."I glanced up toward the monastery at the top of the mountain. "Once I
A full day and night...Lindey must've come straight here after I left the Johnston residence.When I saw her kneeling there, hunched over, it felt like my heart was caught in a vice.Abbot Levinsky moved toward her, but I just stood there, frozen.After what felt like forever, I finally made myself move. I knelt down beside her and whispered, "Lindey."She flinched, then slowly looked up at me, disbelief flickering across her face. Her lips trembled, but she didn't say anything—just let the tears fall.I looked at her tear-streaked cheeks and the gray creeping into her hair, and I couldn't believe how much she seemed to have aged overnight."Rea..." Her voice was shaky as she said my name, then pulled me into a tight hug.Her embrace had once been my safest place, the warmest in my world. But now? I couldn't bring myself to lift my arms and hold her back."I came to confess. I've been begging for mercy..." she whispered, her voice breaking between sobs.But her confessions c
Lindey nodded, letting go of my hand. "I'll call and check on him."While she dialed, I offered a silent prayer, hoping everyone could finally find some peace.Her voice drifted through my thoughts. "...Wayne, don't lie to me. Is he really okay?...Alright, I'm coming back. Tell him I was at Cloudscape Monastery, and I saw Rea."She looked back at me as she spoke. "She's... she's doing well. She's fine. Tell Jace that Rea has forgiven our family... Yes, I understand..."I lowered my head, feeling a wave of closure wash over me, finally letting go.After Lindey left, I stayed, listening to Abbot Levinsky's chanting as dusk settled over the mountain. Only then did I finally start down the path.Lena picked me up, grinning as she held out a bunch of sunflowers. "Congrats on your fresh start."She got it—she knew this trip had helped me let go of all the anger and resentment I'd been carrying. I'd finally freed myself.I hugged her, and later, we headed over to Mr. Seth's pub for a
I turned to the guy who'd popped up beside me.Curly black hair, bright blue eyes—definitely not local.He said we'd met before, but I couldn't place him at all. Yet he called me "Snooker Girl."So, he knew I played."Huh?" I raised an eyebrow."Name's Bruno. I saw you playing with Steve at his pool hall. You were... awesome! No, wait—slay. That's it!" He gave me a thumbs-up.Okay, that explained it, but something still felt weird. Jace had taught me to play, and anytime I played with Steve, it was usually just the three of us, no randoms hanging around.If this guy had been there, I'd have noticed. Yet he was acting like he'd really seen it.I didn't feel like getting into it, especially with a stranger bringing up snooker."You must have the wrong person," I said coolly."No way. It's definitely you," he insisted, his blue eyes locked on me. "Your name's Kei... Keira, right?"The fact that he even knew my name sent a chill through me. A stranger who knew that much? Yeah, n
"Snooker? Dude, this is a fancy party, not some run-down pool hall. If you're here for games, you're in the wrong place," Ron scoffed, tightening his grip on Bruno's arm. "Let. Go."Bruno's face flushed, clearly feeling the pain, but he still didn't let go of me. Just then, a voice I'd know anywhere broke through the tension."What's going on here?" Hayden's voice was low, dangerous, as he strode over, gaze locking onto Bruno's hand on mine.Dressed in a sharp black suit, he looked at Bruno with an intense, unreadable expression.Bruno plastered on a smug grin. "Mr. Hart, I was just inviting this lovely lady to a little game, but she's not exactly feeling friendly."Hayden's eyes flicked back to me, then pinned Bruno in place. "And why should she be?" His voice was ice. "Who are you, and who let you in?"Just as he said it, someone whispered in Hayden's ear. He gave a quick nod. "Make an announcement," he said firmly. "Remove this man and whoever he came with from the event."Br
"The other big announcement today," Chadwick declared, "is the union of the Hart family and the Drago family. Hayden will be marrying Yara Drago in three months."His words hit like a freezing cold slap, leaving me totally numb.So that was why Hayden really wanted to end things with me.Yara Drago—yeah, I knew who she was. Thorsten's sister, studying abroad. I'd come across her info once when I was looking into Thorsten. She was insanely smart and gorgeous, with a PhD and everything—a total catch.I looked at Hayden across the room, letting a bitter smile cross my face before I spun on my heel and walked away.I moved too fast, wobbling in my heels as I reached the door, almost twisting my ankle.They say when you're down, even a glass of water can mess with you. Guess it's true.Gritting my teeth, I limped out to the entrance and threw up my hand to hail a cab. I just needed to get out of there. Every second felt like I couldn't breathe.But before I could catch one, a car ro
"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