Ethan's POV"I told you to back down, I told you this to get the fuck away from Ravenna. Just for the great reason of not wanting you to ruin her reputation, i decided not to get any information from you but instead of backing down, you decide to do the exact opposite and try to get her arrested." I was pacing to and fro the hospital room unable to contain my anger but also trying not to channel them in the wrong dimension."Oh, so I'm supposed to enjoy the fact that you bashed my head on the wall huh? Perhaps I should release something about you." Ravenna sighed as she chugged down the glass of water that was laying on one part of her bed."Ravenna, you're really testing my patience right now. Back down already." I yelled and the nurses ran into the ward."Is there anything that bothers you, Mrs Ravenna? Is anything the matter?" They questioned and I shook my head in negativity. They just have heard my voice and decided that something must have happened o Ravenna."How do you think p
REINA. "Today has been a very long day," i thought to myself as I cleared my desk for the day. I was about ordering an Uber because Ethan had unapologetically taken my car to God knows where without giving as much as a explanation, when my office telephone immediately began ringing. "Hello, we're closed for the day." I bellowed into the receiver as I was about ending the call when a voice came. "Are we speaking to a Miss Reina Gray?" Didn't the person just hear when I said that we are closed for the day? People love been dramatic. "Yes, you're onto miss Reina Gray. We are closed for the day." My voice was more loud and clear at this point to stress my point that I was tired of the conversation before it even started. "We got this number from a Mahindra Thar Roxx, with the car plate number of AE7888. Does it belong to you?" I nodded my head frantically like they could see me as my body grew tense. "Yes, it belongs to me. Did something happen?" I questioned letting go of my bag.
REINA "You do realize that you're hurting my wrist, right?" I tried wiggling out of his grasp but that seemed impossible as he held on to my wrist, while glaring at me like i was his adversary."So now you're Reina Walters? His wife?" I have never seen this man like this and now that I have, I swear that I never want to see this side of him ever again."Bruce, you're hurting me." I raised my voice a little and pulled away from his hold, rubbing my sore wrist, I wondered what had come over him."Why are they referring to you as Mrs Walters? You really told them that you're his wife?" He yelled and the nurse stared back and forth."Bruce, get a hold on your attitude. You're scaring me." I realized that this wasn't the time to talk to Bruce and get him to understand why I did what I did so I just sighed and walked off.On getting to the hospital ward, there were a lot of wires connected to Ethan's body and additional to that? He was also on life support."How did you get yourself into
REINA"What did you say?" He coughed profusely and his eyes turned bloodshot red as he stared at me."Are you okay?" I patted his back slowly so he would calm down and he nodded in response to my question."Yes, I'm fine. I'm okay." He stated and turned his head to the side to get a clear view of me properly."Did you hear what you just said?" He asked again and I chuckled slightly."Call it compensation. After All, this happened to you in my car so it's slightly my fault. I have to do this." I smiled to the nurse dismissing her while Ethan kept staring at me with eyes wide open like he was in disbelief of what I said.I'm equally in disbelief of what I said so that makes the feeling mutual."So I'll have to start living with you? I'm your house?" I nodded trying my best not to lock eye contact with him as I knew that I might try to Keep my attitude intact but my face would give away how embarrassed I was feeling.Let's not forget that I practically just kissed him."Sorry to interrup
REINA "I dont remember any one from the company that was putting on a red dress. That looks totally unfamiliar." I kept looking while squinting my eyes as I tried remembering who had wore a red dress to the company.My eyes scanned the camera footage, while my mind was racing with memories as i tapped the corner of my head slightly. I was certain no one had worn a red dress to the office, but as i watched the grainy video, no one stood out inside of my head.It was kind of hard to even think just by watching someone i didnt know, open my car so easily and entered; coming out after doing what they wanted like they owned the car."Come on, Reina, think," Ethan urged, his voice low and encouraging as he was looking himself, with eyes laced in scrutiny. "Even I was in the company and I can't even remember who wore such dress that stood out completely. I can't even be of much help since I'm constantly locked inside of my office.My brow furrowed in frustration. "I don't know, Ethan. I'
REINAI walked to Ethan's bedroom, my heart heavy with the weight of the truth but I had to tell Ethan, had to share the burden of this knowledge with him.After all, he helped in getting the footages and he would most definitely want to know. I knocked slightly on the door but no answer came and I wasn't sure if he was already fast asleep or if it was my knock that was just too low."Ethan." I called out as I knocked again but there was still absolute silence.I pushed the door open and luckily it was open, I peeked in and he was really asleep. How could he fall asleep this fast? I approached the bed, and saw him fast asleep, his chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. I stared at his peaceful face and smiled.I hesitated, not wanting to disturb him. He needed rest, needed to recover from his ordeal. I couldn't wake him now, not with this news.He was already physically hurt so I couldn't hit him with this while waking him up with such eerie news. It's a no.As I waited
REINA"I'm here to report Mrs Ravenna Walter," I said, my voice firm but trembling slightly as I pulled out my phone from my bag. You might ask why I was clutching to my phone nervously but even I knew that Ravenna was influential as much as I was.And this might be a little hard so I might be asked to provide proof sooner than later.The officer's expression turned serious and to be honest, that's the exact reaction i was expecting so it didn't surprise me."What's the nature of your complaint, ma'am?" he asked, his voice gentle but probing as hw stared at me in scrutiny. Though his mouth wasn't saying the words the warning to back off was all there in his expression but what's the fun in backing off?The time when I ran were over and it was time I stood in one place and take everything I lost back.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart as I proceeded into dropping my complaints."She tampered with my car's brakes. I'm sure iwas supposed to have an accident, but her hu
REINA "Why are you acting like you don't care when I know that you probably want to yell at me right now?" I couldn't bottle up the question any longer. I needed to get it off my chest because what man would let you lock his wife up and even help you out.It all seemed shady to me and I felt like it would come back to bite me in my ass later."Care about what exactly? What are you talking about?" I pushed the door open and he stepped in while I paused at the entrance and stared at him."Dont feign ignorance with me, Mr Ethan." He raised a brow again and he usually only did that when he was confused."I don't know what you're talking about.""I'm talking of your wife—""Nah, I'll rather think of other things and no! We were actually splitted up and she overstepped her boundaries." And with that, he nodded questionably asking if I understand and I replied with a nod.As we walked into the house, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. Ravenna was finally behind bars, and i could start t
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
Reina“Why isn’t he waking up, Ethan?” I whispered, clutching the edge of the hospital bed.My voice trembled as I stared at Andrew’s pale face, his tiny body was almost swallowed by the sheets. The steady beeping of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room.I was going crazy. My only child was in a critical condition. “Reina, calm down,” Ethan said softly, though from his voice , I knew he was also scared. He was standing by the window, his hand pressed against the glass. “The doctors said they are running more tests.”I snapped my head towards him. “Tests? Ethan, he has not opened his eyes in hours! This is more than a fever. I know it!”Ethan turned to me and his face tightened. “Do you think I’m not worried? I’m losing my mind here, Reina! But panicking won’t help him.”The tears I had been holding back spilled over as I buried my face in my hands. “He’s just a child. Our child. He doesn’t deserve this.”The night before, Andrew was not sick. He just suddenly became
Reina The email came at 7:45 a.m. sharp. It was as if the person who sent this mail did it deliberately to give me chills. I was sitting at the kitchen table, still in my oversized sweatshirt and sipping my first coffee of the day when I saw the subject line. “Congratulations on Your Appointment". My hand shook as I clicked the email, my heart pounding. And then I saw it: the confirmation that I had landed the job I had been dreaming about for years. It was the job of a Creative Director at one of the most prestigious firms in the city. I let out a gasp so loud that Ethan came running into the kitchen. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you fine?” he asked, his face filled with concern. “Nothing’s wrong!” I said, laughing through my tears. “I got it, Ethan! I got the job!” His eyes widened in disbelief, and then, like a switch, his face softened into a smile. “Are you serious? Are you serious right now, sweetheart?” he asked, stepping closer. I nodded, holding up my phone
Reina The following morning, the house felt colder than ever. It was not the weather or the light drizzle outside my house, it was the emptiness Ethan left behind. After our little argument last night. Ethan left the house and refused to answer my calls. I was going crazy because of a husband I had married and now, he had refused to come back. My heart became so heavy as I began to think about the implications of our argument. Had I pushed him too far this time? Was this all my fault? I would have shut the fuck up and not talk much to him about anything. It would have saved us a lot of stress. I stared at the clock, my coffee untouched on the table. Every second that passed without a word from him felt like a ticking bomb. My pride told me to wait, to let him be the one to come back and apologize, but my heart was screaming at me to call him, to beg him to come home. I needed him home. I needed to see him even if we were quarreling. I picked up my phone, my fingers hov