Jessie’s POVI clutched my purse tightly, trying to calm the raging thoughts within me.“How could one person be so multi faceted?” I thought.One minute he was raging, another he was sweet. By this time, Uncle Sam halted at a hospital door marked VIP and turned towards me.“Jess, you don’t look like yourself. Is everything alright?”I nodded swiftly with a smile on my face. “I just want to see Mom,”Uncle Sam pulled the door open and I was immediately awed by the sight of it. Its luxurious furnishings and serene atmosphere was a sharp contrast to the regular rooms we were used to.I hurried to mother’s side and I was instantly struck by the trace of life in her face. She looked better than I had seen her in weeks. Tears welled up as I sat beside her, taking her hand in mine.“Mom…” I whispered, “You look so beautiful…” I felt a gentle squeeze on my hand as I spoke, and for the first time— for the very first time, my mother opened her eyes and she even managed a smile. “My baby…”
Jessie’s POV“Jessie?” I froze, my heart skipping a beat. It was Ryan Cookie, my ex-boyfriend. His familiar face brought a rush of memories and emotions I wasn’t prepared for.Emotions I, in fact, didn’t want to deal with. So slowly, I retraced my steps and backed away but almost immediately, his firm grip on my arm stopped me. “Don’t walk away from me,” he bellowed, “I came here to talk.”“I can’t talk right now,” I replied quickly, moving to turn away.“I said wait!” Ryan repeated, dragging me back. “Ryan, why are you doing this? What do you want?”“I heard something unbelievable, and I’m here to confirm it.”“But what’s that got to do with me?”“Everything.” He bellowed, his eyes scanning my left fingers, then a mocking smile spread on his face. “I guess it is not true.”“I knew no one in their right senses would want anything to do with you.”I didn’t know if to be insulted or offended by his words, I just wanted to leave here and go to Gavin.I decided to turn away but Ryan’
GAVIN's POVI have never been more unsettled in my life… well, except a few times— once or twice, and they all had to do with Jessie. I glanced at my wristwatch repeatedly, thinking, worrying about her. I caught myself repeatedly wondering if I was a bit much with the kiss. But damn… I couldn’t help myself. Just like that night. It was almost midnight and I was losing patience. “I should gone after her,” I murmured, regretting that I allowed her leave. Uneasy, I finally decided to call and she wouldn’t pick up. I was just about to go in search of her when my phone rang unexpectedly. At first, I thought it was her. I wanted it to be her. But it wasn’t, it was the specialists.Me: Hello, Doctor Hophni.Doctor Hophni: I’m afraid, Mr. Pierre, we might have to cancel our appointment tomorrow.“What?!” I exclaimed, my head spinning in all directions. “Why? Look, someone’s life depends on this. She’s precious… I can’t… what can I do? I can’t disappoint her please.”Doctor Hophni:
JESSIE’s POVWaiting for mom’s surgery to be over felt like an eternity. The minutes were longer, the hours were unbearable. Uncle Sam and I sat in the stiff plastic chairs just outside the operating room, the fluorescent lights buzzing as loud as my thoughts.I tried to distract myself by counting the tiles on the floor, but my mind kept drifting back to mom. I didn’t even want to think for one second that she wouldn’t make it.Minutes turned into hours. Every time the doors swung open, my heart would leap, only to come crashing down.Uncle Sam tried to keep me calm, but he wasn’t doing a good job either. He was visibly shaking and seeing him like that tightened the knot in my chest even tighter.Finally one of the doctors emerged, his face grim. I jolted to my feet, my pulse racing. As the head surgeon approached us, I could see the cloud of concern around him before he even spoke.“Jessie…” he started, “We’ve done everything we can, but there’s a chance your mother might not mak
Jessie’s POVMe: Hello, this is Jessie Ford… Caller: Miss Ford, we recently received your application…My heart pounded as the voice on the other end continued.“…And we found you to be exactly what we need in our firm.”“What?!” I exclaimed, almost in disbelief.Caller: Your training begins in a week.“Oh, thank you Ma’am,” I responded, “Thank you so much.”As soon as the call ended, I began to dance in excitement.It seemed like all my miracles were happening in a day. Mother had gotten better, and now a job?! A job from only the biggest stock market company in the city. I applied at least three years ago to the internship position in that stock firm, hoping to discover the main reason behind my family’s bankruptcy. Even though my dream was to become a doctor, well, when life happens, a lot of things change and so did my dream. Now, my only dream was to restore my family to what it originally was, or even better, and I was one step closer. As I turned around, I realized I wasn
Jessie’s POVToday marked exactly five days since I started working at Yates Stock Exchange Company. It was the last day of the work week and even though my heart was filled with hope and optimism for the new life, I was exhausted from juggling both work and mom’s medical care.I was looking forward to the weekend, but most especially I was looking forward to mom’s discharge.The elevator doors opened and I came face to face with my supervisor, Mr Dani Smith, for a man in his late twenties, he looked older than his age— not in a bad way. His salt and pepper hair and the faint lines around his eyes gave him a distinct look.I sauntered into the elevator and greeted Mr Dani, and he gave me a smile I had come to like— warm and welcoming.“You don’t look well.” He commented.“Oh no, I’m alright sir. I’m just a bit tired.”We engaged in small talk as the elevator descended the twenty three floors of the building.“Would you like a ride? I’m going your way anyway,” Mr Dani asked, and hones
Jessie's POVThe ride back home was unbearably quiet, mother sat in the backseat while I sat next to Gavin simmering with anger.Quit my job?I couldn’t believe him. Did I really have to do everything he wanted? The car rounded up at his mansion and my mom gasped. Until now, I never really took in the exquisite beauty of Gavin’s mansion. Perhaps it was his unbearable desire to ruin my life that kept me from seeing anything good about him.I helped mom down the car while he surprisingly offloaded her bags from the trunk. Mom was all smiles as we walked into the mansion, her eyes tinged with awe.“Dinner is ready!” Sandra announced. Meanwhile, I was in the bathroom, practicing my explanations to mom. I had no idea what Gavin had told her in my absence but I had to find a way to tell mom that we were married without telling her about the contract part. The speech I had crafted out was good, yet as I approached the dining table, my confidence weaned down.Seated at the head of the
Gavin’s POVFrom the day I heard Ryan berating her for not wearing a ring, it bothered me badly. She was already going through so much, a ring shouldn’t be part of it.On my business trip, my first stop was the London Jewelry Store. I spent two weeks, practicing the right words to say when giving her the ring but seated here, as I slid the cold metal on to her fingers, words failed me and all I could say was;“Give me your hand.”Jessie’s gaze lingered on mine, and I wished I could hear her thoughts at that moment.She looked at the ring, then back at me. The silence was both terrifying and confusing.“I can’t be the only one wearing a ring…” she spoke finally, and I let out a soft sigh of relief.Jessie, unpredictable as always.“What now?” I groaned, rather tiredly.“If I’m wearing a ring, you should too…” I couldn’t help but smile, “I’ll think about it,” I replied.She gave a slight nod, her gaze fixed on the piece of jewelry.“Do you like it?” I blurted out before I could hol