Reina The air smelled different here. It was crisper, cleaner than the air we breathe in our previous country. There was a newness to it, like a fresh start. I stood by the window, looking out at the unfamiliar skyline. There were tall buildings stretched across the horizon with their glass facades reflecting the golden hue of the late afternoon sun. It felt so good, standing here in this new country, far away from everything we had gone through. We were no longer running. At least, that is what I kept telling myself. I had never imagined my life would take such a sharp turn .One minute, we were hiding out in that old house, unsure of what would come next, and now we were here, in a whole new world. Ok Australia. I heard Ethan’s footsteps behind me, and I turned to see him walking into the room, carrying a box. Our journey was a long and smooth one and our flight didn't disappoint us. Everything was working together for our good. It was like the universe wanted
Reina I never thought I would find myself working this fast in fashion again, especially not here in this new country where I have not made some good sales, but somehow, things were falling into place faster than I expected. I was able to meet so many rich folks who were interested in my art. I was excited that some of them had gotten to hear one or two news stories about my work back there in my former country. After weeks of settling into our new life, an opportunity came knocking, it was one that I couldn’t refuse. A fashion gig on the runway. It was a really massive event, and it was enough to get me excited. It felt good to have something to focus on, something creative.. The models were preparing backstage, all of them in a flurry of makeup brushes, hair curlers, and last-minute wardrobe adjustments. The energy was contagious, and I loved every second of it. The bright lights, the rush of adrenaline as the models got ready to hit the runway and it reminded me o
Ethan Moving to a new country was both exciting and terrifying. It was as if I had left everything I built behind. My business, my friends, my life. I know that I can't forget the fact that I have built connections all round but, still it doesn't feel the same. Now, I was here, trying to settle down in a place that felt unfamiliar to me. I watched Reina continue thriving in the fashion world that she was already in, but I was still struggling to find my footing. “Dad, can we go now?” Andrew’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to see him standing by the door, his backpack slung over one shoulder. His big brown eyes were full of anticipation for his new school, and I couldn’t help but smile at his eagerness. “Yeah, buddy, let’s go,” I replied, grabbing my keys from the table. “We have some schools to check out.” As we stepped outside, the sun was shining bright. The air felt fresh, and it was nice to see children playing in the park nearby. Andrew wal
ReinaI needed to scream at the top of my voice. I had a lot to tell Ethan and it was just proper I do that and stop hiding it from him. I could not stop smiling as I walked into the living room where Ethan was sitting. He was scrolling through his phone, probably checking emails or something important.But I had some big news to share, and I could hardly wait.“Hey, Ethan!” I called out, my voice filled with excitement.He looked up from his phone, a smile already forming on his lips. “Hey, baby. What is going on? What has made you so happy?” he asked. I took a deep breath, trying to contain my excitement. “I just landed a huge contract!”Ethan raised his eyebrows, clearly interested in the conversation now. “Really? That’s amazing, Reina! Tell me all about it.”“Well,” I started, sitting down beside him on the couch. “It’s with this really wealthy client. He is kind of a big deal here. He owns several businesses, and he wants me to design some good outfits for her for the ga
ReinaWhat was screaming at me was money! I could not let this pass me by. Sitting at my desk, I picked up my phone, scrolling mindlessly through my messages. It had been a long day, and as much as I loved talking to Ethan, I needed to hear from someone else.Someone who was not caught up in all the stress of moving and settling down. My thumb hovered over Bruce’s contact for a second before I finally gave in and tapped it.“Hey Bruce. Just wanted to let you know I’m safe here. Miss you. Hope you are good over there, buddy?” I typed out and hit send.Almost immediately, my phone buzzed. Bruce’s response was quick as always.“Hey! It’s good to hear from you. I miss you too. How is everything over there? You settled in alright, right?”I smiled, already feeling lighter. Bruce had that effect on me. I leaned back in my chair, thinking about how to respond.“Yeah, it’s been okay. It’s different, you know? But it’s kind of exciting too. Still feels weird to be in a new place though.”“
ReinaLeonard had texted me the night before. I think he wants us to meet again to finalize everything and sign the contract. That was what I was expecting. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the purple blazer that I had thrown over my dress. It was simple yet stylish, perfect for the meeting I had with Leonard about his gala fashion deal. I was really excited about this job. It was a big deal and could open doors for me in this new country.As I finished getting ready, Ethan walked into the room, his face tight. I could tell he was not happy about something.“Are you going somewhere?” he asked in a rather sharp tone. I turned to face him, a little confused. He already knew I had a meeting today. “Yeah, I’m meeting Leonard for the fashion project. Remember? I told you about it.”He frowned, folding his arms across his chest. “I don’t want you to go.”That caught me off guard that I was stunned for some seconds. Did I just hear right? Or was I dreaming?“What do you mean
EthanI could not stay in the house after Reina came back. I was still feeling guilty about what happened between Reina and myself. I needed to clear my head. Grabbing my jacket, I walked out of the apartment without saying a word. The cool evening air hit my face as I stepped outside. It felt good and refreshing. But no matter how much I breathed in, the frustration I felt didn’t seem to go away.I could not believe how our argument had escalated so fast out of something little that I brought up. I hated fighting with her, but sometimes I didn’t know how else to express my worries. I was not trying to control her. I just didn’t want to see her get hurt or taken advantage of. Was that too much to ask?I wandered aimlessly for a while, my thoughts swirling inside of me. The city was still new to me, but it was not hard to find a bar. The neon sign above the door flickered as I walked in, the place dimly lit and buzzing with low conversations among people who were there. I was
ReinaThe day had finally come. I had been able to get the contracts from Leonard and I was glad that I was given the chance for this project. At first, I thought that this might not work because Leonard didn't message me for some time. But, here we are, starting the big project I had been contacted for. The gala fashion event. It was not just going to be huge, it was huge and honestly, I was both excited and nervous about it all. Was I going to do my best? This was my chance to prove myself in this new city, to show everyone that I could handle something this massive. Luckily for me, I met a few people who had seen my work and they trusted me and gave me a thumbs up. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my outfit for the day. I went for something professional but stylish. As a fashion designer, I needed to look beautiful too, right? My dress was a black fitted dress. I added some little bits of my design but I made sure that it was not too flashy. I wanted to look rea
ReinaI was wiping down the kitchen counter when the doorbell rang. Andrew was upstairs, resting after a long day of physical therapy, and Ethan had stepped out to pick up a few things from the store.It was odd for someone to come by unannounced, especially at this hour. I wiped my hands on a towel and I headed for the door to check who was there. I was so curious and at the same time cautious that I checked the security camera three times. When I opened it, my heart stopped. I thought I was dreaming or something. “Evans,” I whispered, gripping the doorframe right. He was standing there, looking exactly as I remembered him. He was quite tall, with those piercing blue eyes and well shaved beards. But seeing him now didn’t fill me with the same warmth it once did. Instead, it felt like a bucket of cold water had been splashed over me.“Reina,” he said, his voice soft but steady. “I hope I’m not intruding.”“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended. He w
Ethan “Our anniversary was tomorrow?!” That was my exact reaction when I checked the calendar and I saw that I had long forgotten the date of our anniversary . An idea had come to me while sitting in the car, waiting for Reina to return from the grocery store. Our anniversary was tomorrow, and I wanted to do something special. Something that would remind her of the good times we had shared before everything got complicated.I had been racking my brain all week, trying to come up with the perfect plan. Reina deserved something meaningful, something that was not just flowers and a card. She needed to see how much she meant to me.“Okay, Ethan,” I muttered to myself as I parked in front of the house. “You will get our way around this.”The plan was simple yet heartfelt. I was planning a surprise dinner at the place where we had had our first official date before we got married. It was not the fanciest restaurant, but it held a special place in our hearts. I had reserved a private cor
Reina“I want to support you,” he said. “In everything. Just tell me how.”“I will of course. You have to write me some checks,” I responded and winked at him. I sat there, my coffee cup in hand, still warm but untouched. My mind was racing. So much had happened in the past few days. Andrew’s illness, the fear, the worry and now, with him finally waking up and starting his recovery, things were slowly returning to normal.But there was something else on my mind. It was Ethan. He had changed. In the best way possible. After everything that had happened, after all the mistakes, I hadn’t expected this. I could not help but worry about how he had been surprising me with little gestures. The breakfast in bed, sweet notes hidden in my purse or jacket pocket. He was not perfect, and neither was I, but somehow, it felt like we were slowly finding our way back to each other. We were slowly finding out long lost love. I glanced at the note I found this morning. It was simple, yet the word
Reina“Are you going to work today?” Ethan’s voice broke the silence at breakfast.I glanced up from my plate, startled by his tone. It was not the regular cold or distant tone and it was almost… soft. He had been trying to be different lately especially after Andrew's was back from the hospital and I didn’t know how to feel about it.“I’m not sure,” I replied, poking at my food. “I might work from home.”“Good,” he said. “You have been stressing yourself. You need rest.”I blinked, unsure of how to respond. This was not the Ethan who used to complain about my hours or make sarcastic remarks. I kept quiet and continued eating.When I returned to the bedroom later that morning, something caught my eye. There was a tray on the bed. I could not remember keeping any tray on my bed. I also noticed that there was a cup of tea, a bowl of fruit, and a small note on the bed. The note read:“ You have been carrying too much on yourself lately. Let me take some of the weight. Allow me.”I s
Reina POV“Do you think he’ll wake up today?” Ethan’s voice broke the stillness of the room.The room was quiet as usual and even if a pin dropped to the floor it would be heard. I glanced at Andrew, who was still lying on the hospital bed. He was looking fragile as always and the machines were still giving him the support that he needed. “I have no idea, sweetheart. I wish he could wake up today. It would be a relief. Don't you think so?”I asked and I reached out to brush a strand of hair off his forehead. “I want that to happen too. It would be a miracle.”“He has to wake up,” I said firmly, though my heart trembled with some doubts. I was uncertain about what was happening. “I can feel it. He is going to open those eyes and look at us.”Ethan sighed, leaning back in his chair. “I wish I had your faith.”I turned to him, my eyes narrowing. I was the most pessimistic person but, somehow I had a little faith in me. “You do. You are just scared to admit it.”He stared at me for a
Reina POV The hospital was lit with some fluorescent lights and I was having chills all over my body as I remained there. I was just like a patient who was admitted there. I hated hospitals. Who doesn't, by the way? By this time of the day, the hospital was quiet and the silence was not really comforting. It just kept reminding me that there was a battle Andrew had to fight alone. I didn’t think it was possible to feel this helpless. Sitting in that chair, watching my son fight for his life, knowing there was nothing I could do but wait, it was agony. Ethan was not himself. He was pacing around the room again. “You are going to create a hole in the floor if you don't stop,” I murmured to him. My voice was low and strained. He stopped mid-step, turning to look at me. “I can’t sit still,” he admitted. “Not when he’s in there, fighting for his life.” “I know how you feel Ethan. I feel the same way. ” I said, more to myself than to him. “He has to be strong so that he can com
Reina “Alive?” Sickness was cruel. No one deserves the kind of pain myself and Ethan had passed through since Andrew took I'll and was admitted in the hospital. I sat frozen by Andrew’s hospital bed, staring at his small frame covered in wires and tubes. My son, my sweet boy, was fighting a battle that I could not fight for him, and it was tearing me apart. I wish I could fight this battle for him. I wish I could step in and take all the burdens but, I can't. I can only hope. Again, the same thing the doctors have been saying was that the surgery went well but the critical hours following were crucial. I held up his tiny hand, willing him to wake up, to smile at me, to tell me everything would be okay. But he didn’t say a thing. His pale skin was all I could see and the shallow rise and fall of his chest all felt like a nightmare I could not wake up from. “Reina,” Ethan’s voice broke through the haze. He was standing at the foot of the bed, his hands buried in his pockets,
Ethan Reina looked up at me, her eyes filled with both hope and fear. “We are going to get through this, right?” I nodded, though my throat felt tight. “Of course, yes. We are together. Don't forget. ” And in that moment, I knew we had no choice but to keep fighting for Andrew, for each other, for our family. Finally, we were both with him after waiting for hours. Waiting. That was all we could do before being let in. Wait and hope. The clock on the wall seemed to move slower than usual, its ticking loud and relentless, as if mocking us. I sat in the sterile waiting room, the faint smell of antiseptic in the air. Reina was beside me, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her knuckles were already white but she didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes stayed fixed on Andrew and I'm glad we were both seeing him. I wanted to comfort her, to tell her everything would be okay, but how could I when I didn’t even believe it myself? For hours, Andrew has been in there, fighti
Ethan “Mr. and Mrs. Ethan,” the doctor said as he approached us in the waiting room. His voice was calm, but the tightness in his expression betrayed the gravity of the situation. “We have done everything we can to stabilize Andrew, but his condition has deteriorated. He needs surgery immediately.” The words hit me like a truck. My knees almost buckled, but I gripped the edge of the chair to prevent myself from falling. “Surgery immediately?” Reina’s voice cracked as she stood up beside me. “What kind of surgery?” “We need to address the complications caused by the infection. If we don’t operate now…” The doctor hesitated, and his eyes moved between us. “Just say it,” I barked in a sharp voice. I sounded so desperate of course, I just wanted my child to get out of this damn hospital. “If we don’t, his chances of survival are very slim.” The room spun, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Reina let out a soft, choked sob and covered her mouth with her hands. “How soon