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ATHENAThe door opens, and I almost jump out of my skin from how startled I am after the news I just heard. It's been two hours since Mira left, and my mind has been unsettled. But I don't get to dwell much on it when Ariana rushes towards me with a worried expression. She searches me for any injuries while my father in law, Eli, stands behind her with an amused expression. “You really need to stop scaring me. Maybe just move in with me so I can take care of you.” She frowns once she's satisfied with what she sees. I bite my bottom lip as I hold back a laugh. Ariana King is a beautiful woman. And I may have forgotten what kind of relationship we had, but these past weeks, I've been able to experience so much love from her that it makes me want to cry. She always looks like a mummy bear, ready to jump on anyone who tries to hurt me. Noah mentioned that they suspect someone has been targeting me, and Alex is on it while Ariana has been on his back impatiently waiting for results,
ATHENA“Oh my beautiful girl! I haven't seen you in so long!” Giana smiles at me. I grab her wrinkled hands and place a kiss on them, “I'm sorry, Nana. I've been trying to get my memories back. I didn't want you to feel hurt.” I say truthfully.“Child, it's you. I love not your memories. I'm sorry you had to go through such kind of pain.” Tears well in her eyes, and I shake my head. “I'm okay, now. I promise.” Giana reaches out and cups my cheek gently, her touch warm and comforting in a way that makes my chest ache. “You don’t always have to be okay, sweetheart,” she whispers. “You’re allowed to lean on us. On me, on your husband.” I swallow hard, blinking back the tears that threaten to fall. Leaning on Alex sounds like horror. He'd probably rather die than listen to my confused thoughts. “I know,” I whisper, placing my hand over hers. She smiles softly, though her eyes still shine with worry. “You’ve always been strong. But even strong girls need someone to hold them up
ALEXTwo weeks felt like two fucking decades when I was away from her. Dad had me over see the new project and I didn't argue against it. I needed air, to recollect myself before I drowned in this woman.But Fuck me. It didn't do shit. If anything, it felt even worse. Every Night I had to fight the urge to call her, drop a text and that was the first time I've ever felt like doing such a thing. I've been with women. But it was only for sex. I fell in love with Leah, and I want to marry her but even she doesn't make my heart beat the way Athena does. It's chaotic, takes over your mind and brings you to your fucking knees. I've had tabs on her, calling Ryan every fucking second. Even he must notice I'm acting out of character. He told me she was in the hospital, but she didn't and that makes me mad. Why the hell is she keeping things from me? I was already on edge because of her trauma, but I had to leave. I needed a clear head but the moment I heard she was in the hospital, I wrapp
LEAHI bite on my nails as I pace back and forth. My rage is so much I can't see clearly. How did that bitch steal my man? He was mine to begin with. I worked hard just to be noticed by him. I had to look perfect, study his likes, and dislikes, and study his schedule. I got lucky three years ago when he had that heart attack, luckily I was prepared. My mother gave me his medical file which showed he had a weak heart. For six months I moved with the medication knowing one day it will come in handy. So when he was finding it hard to breathe, It was me who saved him and he finally noticed me. All that hard work just for a lowly orphan girl to come and steal him?I mean, over my dead body. “Where are the results?” I snap, my eyes furious. I stayed away because I didn't want Ariana and Eli to see me. I didn't want them to know I work part-time in this hospital too. But I do. For a simple reason that is, I need eyes everywhere and even though I have minions I trust myself alone. The nu
ALEX“You don't need to worry about it. I have my people working on it.” I say to Leah as she watches me. “But-”“Let's talk later.” I cut her off. Unable to hold a longer conversation. My mind is going wild, and honestly, anything that has to do with Athena seems to drive me insane .Pregnant. The word echoes in my head on a fucking loop. I wouldn't ask how because I know what we've been doing the Past weeks. I however didn't think of the outcome. “Medical Director” is written on the door as I push it open. Many may expect an old man sitting behind that desk but it isn't. He's a genius and even though he was born in old money, he still deserves the position. “Look who decided to stop by.” Ian teases and I ignore him, placing myself in the seat opposite him. The bastard is the best in the medical field and genuinely one of the few I actually respect. “You know why I'm here.” I get straight to the point, having no time for pleasantries. Ian Quinn watches me before pulling
ATHENAI’m eleven weeks pregnant, and I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that Alex accepted the baby so easily.Well… accepted is an understatement. The man is thrilled.In the four-plus years I’ve known him, Alex has always been a wall of steel, cold, distant, and unreadable. But the moment he found out about the baby, something changed.He never misses a single appointment, insists on carrying my vitamins everywhere, and watches me like I might break at any moment. It’s almost funny. Almost.But beneath my quiet amusement, there’s guilt.Because no matter how much I want to enjoy this, no matter how much I am enjoying it, one thought keeps gnawing at me.Is this really happiness? Or is it just another illusion?I can’t shake the feeling that he’s only here because of the baby. Without this child, he would have already left.Left to be with her.I know better than to fool myself. Time doesn’t change everything.I’ve been married to Alex for three years, and in all that time, I
ATHENAAlex: [ What are you doing?]I stare at the message while I stuff another spoon of ice cream in the mouth. I've been staying home while I think of what to do about my white coat ceremony when I receive a text from a man who has never sent me a message before. He's been there but physically speaking to me, never on the phone. Me: [Eating Ice cream]Alex: [Okay, we need to go somewhere?]I frown as I type in a response. Me: [Where? I'm eating ice cream.]I know that might sound ridiculous to him, but I feel like I'll die if I don't quench this thirst.No response. Ten minutes later, I still get no reply, which makes me shrug as I continue watching my anime series. The door opens, and Alex steps in. He looks incredibly hot.I mean, when does he ever look average. That blonde hair tussled from running his hands through it so much. His perfect suit with no line out of place. He walks over to me, and I freeze. Is he angry because of what I said? Now he's going to snap. Tears w
ATHENA I stare at the mansion in front of me, my jaw practically on the floor. Mansion? No. This is practically a castle. The grand structure looms before me, its towering presence, and intricate stonework, giving it the appearance of something straight out of a royal fairytale. Elegant balconies are curved, massive arched windows facing me as my eyes widen into shock. The sheer size of the place makes my stomach flip. "Alex…" I whisper, “What is this place?” I ask. “I got you a little gift.” He shrugs, and I laugh. His idea of a small gift is a wonder. I turn to him, and he’s watching me closely, his hands shoved into his pockets like he’s waiting for my verdict. His usual cool, unreadable expression is replaced with something new. It almost looks like… uncertainty. “You don't like it?” He asks, his expression worried, and I almost tease him, but I hold back. Without hesitation, I rush toward him, wrapping my arms around his neck and peppering his face with wet, overe
ATHENA One week later….I'm going through the hardest time of my life. Nothing I do seems to close the hole in my chest. Giana and Ariana have been reaching out, but I haven't had the strength to face them. Not since that day when the guards threw me out at the orders of Alexander. I didn't call for them because I was ashamed and that was what Alex wanted. To humiliate me. The cruel bastard wouldn't even let me send my son off. I have no memory of what he looks like and now I don't know where he was buried. I've cried an ocean but none of it seems to be working well for me. I had received an offer to do internship In the outskirts of the city where there has been an outbreak of a virus. So here I am. Waiting for my flight when I hear angry steps walking towards me. I look up to find a face I've never seen before. She looks ready to bite my face off and before I can say anything, she tries to land a slap on my face but I block her. Not today. “You bitch! How dare you ruin m
ALEX “Take everything away from him. I want his father's company ruined, and his career shattered.” I instruct Ryan.It's been a week since I processed the divorce papers, and instead of feeling better, I feel even more angry. She easily signed the damned papers for someone who denied what was right in front of her. As if it wasn't enough, Zayan drove her home. What a disgusting sight. “Alex, maybe you need to slow down.” Noah's annoying voice reaches my ears, and I turn to glare at him.“I'd shut the fuck up if I were you.” I grind out as I grab my glass of whiskey. I'm not a heavy drinker but fuck, I can use a few right now. I want to ruin Zayan, starting with his father's stupid political career to his damned one as a doctor. “Text Ian, I want Zayan fired and if he's still at the hospital tomorrow, we are going to have a problem.” I grind out before taking another sip. Luca is quietly watching. Wise choice. I don’t need anyone questioning me right now. Especially not m
ATHENAThe weight of his words presses down on me like a crushing avalanche, suffocating me with each syllable. His words… his accusations… they pierce through my already fragile heart like daggers.The pain from labor suddenly feels numb as compared to how much he has injured me. “Not his face, and certainly not his grave.” The pain that erupts in me is unimaginable. I can’t breathe. It feels like the air is stolen from my lungs, the very oxygen I need to survive now out of reach.I look down at the divorce papers he’s just thrown at me, the words on the page blurring as my tears pool in my eyes. My vision goes foggy. Everything around me seems distant, unreal, like I’m watching this whole scene unfold from far away.Did he really just say that? Did he truly believe that I could kill our son? That I could willingly harm the child I carried for so long?I don't know how much time passes. It feels like a lifetime in this silence, this unbearable stillness.The tension between us, t
ATHENA No one can understand the pain of losing a child, and you can't even explain the pain. You can only feel it with no words to make those around you understand. As I cried in Alex's arms earlier, I didn't know what else to do. My heart is shattered, and my heart is broken. I carried my son to full term. Went through pain with hope that I will be able to hold him in my arms. Tears keep falling, and I can't stop them. Im watching the sun shine so fiercely when the door burts open, making me look up with a frown.I'm shocked to see it's Alex standing before me. He's angry.At me.But why?The air in the room shifts, thick with tension, suffocating me before he even speaks a word. My body tenses instinctively, a mixture of fear and exhaustion weighing me down as I brace myself for the storm about to hit.Rage incarnate.His green eyes, usually so calculated and cold, are burning with something more. The warmth he had when he told me he is going to call the doctor is nowhere in
ALEX “What did you say?” My eyes lift up to meet the nurse. “Do you know the patient, Sir?” She asks, her eyes filled with fear. Was this supposed to be a fucking secret?“I asked you a question.” I grind out. “The owner of that file drank something… something meant to terminate the pregnancy. We were told to find out what could have gone wrong and that was what the results showed.” The words hit me like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs. The paper crumples slightly in my hand, my vision narrowing in on the damning words printed before me.Athena tried to abort our child.A sharp, cold rage unfurls in my chest, warring with the grief that had already been drowning me.“What was it?” My words are clipped, controlled only by a thread of restraint.“I-I don’t know exactly, but whatever she took, it wasn’t enough to end the pregnancy immediately. It caused complications. The baby…” She pauses, eyes darting around as if afraid to say it out loud.“Say it.” My voice i
ALEX The room is too quiet. The kind of silence that feels like it’s pressing down on me, suffocating, heavy with things unsaid. The machines beep in slow, steady intervals, a cruel reminder that life moves forward even when it feels like it shouldn’t.Athena hasn’t woken up yet.I haven’t moved since mum had them take Rayen. I couldn't find the strength to bury my son with his mother still unconscious So I decided to wait until she wakes up so we can figure this out together. I should say something. Do something. But all I can do is stare at her, at the way her eyelashes rest against her cheeks, at how fragile she looks against the hospital bed. I don't want her here. I want her resting in my bed back at home while I rub her feet even though I know it will be a drop in the ocean. My grip tightens around her hand as if holding on will somehow keep her from slipping further away from me. As if it will undo what’s already been done.I never knew that childbirth was this risky. I ha
ALEXI don't know how long I've been pacing outside the hospital room. Minutes? Hours? Time doesn’t feel real when you’re forced to wait. My hands clench into fists, then relax, only to clench again. Every few seconds, I hear her. Athena. Her voice, raw with pain, broke through the walls that separate us. Each sound she makes feels like a blade against my skin, cutting deeper and deeper. And I can't do anything about it. I run a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. The sterile hospital air does nothing to settle the weight in my chest. I’ve faced a lot of things in my life, fights, failures, and loss, but nothing prepared me for this kind of helplessness. When I first stepped into that room, she told me to leave. And for the first time, I actually listened. Because I saw it in her eyes. The anger. The frustration. The pain. She didn't want me there. And maybe... maybe she was right. Maybe I don’t deserve to be in that room with her. But I can’t leave, either.
ATHENA I don't know how we get to the hospital or how I find myself in the VIP room. But all I know is I'm suddenly on the bed with an IV on my hand. Those G****e searches I did about how labor occurs didn't prepare me enough for this. I groan as the world spins while the contractions come in waves, slow at first, like an approaching storm. I grip the bedsheets, my breathing uneven as the dull ache in my lower back sharpens. The nurse moves around the room, checking the monitors, speaking in a calm voice, but her words blur into the background. "You're only three centimeters dilated," she says, offering me an encouraging smile. "We still have a long way to go." How encouraging. I grimace. Three. I exhale sharply, frustration mixing with the discomfort. Every second feels like an eternity. Alex stands by the bed, watching me, his arms crossed. The usual arrogance in his expression is gone, replaced by something unreadable. Concern? Guilt? I don't care. I don't want him her
ATHENAMy fingers tighten around the doorknob as I stare at Alex. His green eyes burn into me with an intensity that makes my chest feel tight. There’s no mistaking the anger simmering that look, but his voice remains dangerously calm when he speaks.“There she is. The mother of my unborn child.”The way he says it sends a chill down my spine. My heart hammers, but I refuse to let him see the effect he has on me. I push the door shut behind me and drop my bag onto the small table by the entrance. I grab my takeaway pack and sit on the couch, trying to seem unbothered even though my heart is in my throat.“I didn’t realize you still lived here,” I say, my tone laced with mockery.His lips twitch in something that is far from a smile, and he slowly rises to his feet. The air in the room shifts. Alex never raises his voice, but his presence alone is suffocating.When he speaks, you hear him, no matter how low his tone is.“I’ve been busy,” he replies, rolling up his sleeves even further