The doctor examined Luke's eyes, shining a light into his pupils, then moved on to check his reflexes, his whole body. Ava watched anxiously, her heart still racing from the shock of Luke's awakening."It's a miracle he's back," the doctor said, turning to Ava. "He suffered a severe concussion, but somehow, he's recovering. However, there's something you should know."Ava's heart skipped a beat. "What is it?""The concussion seems to have affected his memory. He's reverted back to a previous time, before the accident. He remembers Mia as his girlfriend, not you."Ava's eyes widened, her mind reeling. She felt like she'd been punched in the gut."How long will it take for him to remember me?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.The doctor shook his head. "I'm not sure. It could take days, weeks, or even months. You need to give him time, Ava. Let him recover, and hopefully, his memories will return."Ava nodded, biting her finger anxiously. She couldn't bear the thought of Luke
Stanley escorted Ava down to the hospital parking lot, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a sterile glow on the deserted corridors. The air was thick with the scent of disinfectant and the distant hum of machinery echoed through the halls, a constant reminder of the hospital's bustling activity. As they walked, the silence between them grew, a heavy blanket that suffocated all conversation, leaving only the soft echo of their footsteps on the polished floor.The parking lot was dimly lit, the only sound the distant rumble of cars driving by on the nearby highway, a steady stream of headlights casting an eerie glow on the rows of parked cars. Ava's car was parked in a corner, the moon casting an eerie glow on its sleek surface, the shadows dancing across the windshield like skeletal fingers.When they reached the car, Stanley turned to Ava, his eyes filled with concern, his brow furrowed in a deep frown. "Are you okay with all this?" he asked, his voice low and gentle, barely a
Ava and Stanley entered her apartment, the darkness enveloping them like a shroud, a heavy blanket that suffocated all light. Ava's hands moved automatically to the light switch, her fingers closing around it like a vice, as if grasping for a lifeline. The light flickered to life, casting a warm glow over the room, illuminating the familiar contours of her furniture, the soft cushions, the warm colors.The silence of the house was oppressive, a heavy blanket that suffocated all sound, leaving only the soft hum of the refrigerator in the kitchen, a steady heartbeat that echoed through the stillness. Ava's eyes scanned the room, her gaze lingering on the familiar contours of her home, the soft cushions, the warm colors, the memories that lingered in every corner.Ava turned to Stanley, her eyes locking onto his, her expression softening, her gaze searching for something, a lifeline, a connection. She sighed, a deep, shuddering breath as if releasing all her tension, all her fears, all
“Where are you? What’s happening?” Stanley panicked but before Ava could reply, the man's hand shot out, cutting off the call with a swift motion, leaving Ava feeling disconnected and isolated. He looked at her face, his smirk growing wider, his eyes glinting with a sinister intent.“Don’t act smart.” He said with a smirk.Fear passed through her body like a tsunami, leaving her breathless and paralyzed. The coldness between her legs was unbearable, a stark reminder of her vulnerability. Ava's mind raced, her thoughts consumed by a single question: "Who sent you?" She tried to speak, but her voice caught- in her throat.The man's smirk grew even wider, his lips curling up in a cruel smile. "Isn't it obvious?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Amelia. She hasn't forgotten her hate for you. She'll do everything to get rid of you."Ava's eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation. "That witch!" she spat, but her words were cut short by a searing labor pain that
The cry of babies filled the air, a sweet and precious sound that filled Ava's heart with joy and filled the room with warmth. Gloria held one of the twins in her arm, the girl, and looked at Ava with a smile that sent shivers down her spine. "This one looks pretty as you," she said, her voice dripping with malice and a hint of satisfaction. "And the boy looks exactly like Luke."Ava's face lit up with joy as she gazed at the face of her child, her eyes drinking in every feature, every curve, every tiny detail. She started to cry, tears of happiness streaming down her face, mixing with tears of fear and desperation. She reached out her arms, eager to hold her baby, to cradle her in her arms, and never let her go.But Gloria pulled back, a cruel glint in her eye, a smile that seemed to grow wider with Ava's distress. "Too bad you won't get to see your children again," Gloria said, her voice cold and heartless, devoid of any compassion. "This is the last time you'll ever lay eyes on t
Flashback…Hours ago, Stanley rushed into Luke's hospital room, his face etched with worry and urgency, his eyes wide with fear. Mia, who was sitting beside Luke's bed, reading a book, turned her attention to Stanley, concern etched on her face. "What's wrong, Stanley?" she asked, her voice laced with worry, setting the book aside.Stanley caught his breath, his chest heaving with exertion, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Ava's been kidnapped," he blurted out, his voice cracking with emotion, his eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers.Mia sprang to her feet, her eyes wide with shock, her face pale. "What? Oh my god, what happened?" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with worry, her hands flying to her mouth.Luke, who had been watching the exchange, frowned, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Who's Ava?" he asked, his voice laced with confusion, his eyes darting between Stanley and Mia.The room fell silent, the only sound the soft beeping of the machines monitoring Luke
Officer Thompson burst into the hospital room with his men, his eyes scanning the room and the people in it until they landed on Luke, standing tall and determined. Thompson's jaw dropped in shock, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Luke, what...how are you...? You were in a coma just months ago, and now you're standing like nothing's wrong?"The doctor stepped forward, a mix of amazement and caution on his face. "This is a miracle, Luke. Your recovery is unprecedented. But I have to advise you, it's not safe for you to leave the hospital. You need to heal, your body needs time to recover from the trauma it's been through."Luke's expression was unyielding, his eyes flashing with determination. "I don't care about my body. My wife's life is of utmost importance. I need to find her, now. Every minute counts."The doctor hesitated, trying to reason with Luke. "But Luke, you can't just leave. You're not even supposed to be standing, let alone walking out of here. You need to stay and let us
PresentStanley carefully handed the twins to Luke, who cradled them in his arms, beaming with joy. Ava's eyes lit up, her face radiant with happiness, as she watched her husband play with their children. The room was filled with the sweet sound of laughter and giggles as Luke made silly faces, stuck out his tongue, and crossed his eyes, sending the twins into fits of giggles.Ava laughed, tears of joy streaming down her face, as she snuggled closer to Luke. The twins' tiny hands wrapped around Luke's fingers, holding tight as he swung them gently back and forth. The warmth and love in the room were palpable, a sense of normalcy and peace washing over them after the traumatic events.Just then, Officer Thompson approached them, a warm smile on his face. "Ava, I'm so happy you're okay," he said, his voice filled with relief. "We were worried sick about you."“I am. Thanks to your team’s help, I’m safe.”Ava's face flushed with embarrassment. "Officer Thompson, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't
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Many years later, on a sun-kissed summer day, Ava's daughter Eloise stood radiant in her wedding gown, a vision of loveliness. Her tall, statuesque frame glided effortlessly beside her father Luke, down the lush green aisle, the soft grass beneath their feet.The sound of soft music playing in the background and everyone present, rising to their feet to appreciate her appearance and watch her elegant strode to the alter.Eloise's white wedding gown, a masterpiece of ivory silk, hugged her curves, showcasing her toned physique. Delicate lace adorned the bodice, framing her heart-shaped face and highlighting her bright, porcelain skin. Her raven hair cascaded down her back, soft waves framing her features.Her eyes, a bright, sparkling blue, shone like sapphires, reflecting her joy. John on the other hand, who stood his hands across each other right in front of him, gazed at Eloise as she approached with her father, slowly.Luke’s gray-haired but still dashing, beamed with pride, his
Ava and Amelia chatted and laughed, enjoying each other's company, as they stood on the balcony of the penthouse, far above the glittering city lights. The cool evening breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers from the gardens below.Their conversation flowed effortlessly, sharing stories and memories, until Amelia's smile suddenly faded. Ava noticed the change and turned to her, concerned."What's wrong?" Ava asked, but before Amelia could respond, Ava's gaze shifted to see Gloria Timberlake standing behind her, holding a gun in her hand.“Surprise!” Gloria's eyes glittered, as Ava startled back with Amelia catching her. “Ohh, easy, so you don’t fall.” “How did you get in here? Who let you in and how are you not in prison?” Ava asked quickly but Gloria's eyes blazed with a mix of anger and desperation. "You know, Ava, you should have invited me to this little party."Ava's heart skipped a beat as she took a step back, her eyes fixed on the gun. "Gloria, I ask again, what a
As Ava and Luke mingled with their guests, they were stopped by Mrs. Muse, a prominent socialite, who gazed at them with admiration. "Ava, Luke, congratulations on your remarkable success! You two are the talk of the town, and your love story is truly inspiring."Ava smiled graciously, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you, Mrs. Muse. We're humbled by the support and kindness we've received."Mrs. Muse's eyes sparkled. "Your journey, from overcoming adversity to achieving greatness, is a testament to your strength and resilience. What's your secret to success?"Luke wrapped his arm around Ava, pulling her close. "Being together has been our strength. We've faced challenges, but our love has kept us grounded and focused on our goals."Ava nodded in agreement, her voice filled with emotion. "We've learned to appreciate each other, prioritize our relationship, and support each other's passions. It's not always easy, but it's worth it."Mr. Johnson, a business associate, chimed in, "Your partner
Three years had passed since Ava's ordeal, and she had never been happier. She and Luke were hosting an evening gala at their luxurious penthouse, and the excitement was obvious. The penthouse's interior was a masterpiece of design, with lavish chandeliers, marble floors, and floor-to-ceiling windows offering breathtaking views of the city skyline.The gala's theme was "A Night Under the Stars," and every detail was meticulously planned to create an enchanting atmosphere. The walls were adorned with intricate silver and gold patterns, shimmering like stardust. Crystal glasses and delicate china sparkled on the tables, while the soft glow of candles and string lights created a warm ambiance.The maids were speedily getting the whole tables set. Inside the penthouse, in an apartment Ava stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her stunning gown. The dress was a custom-made, strapless designer masterpiece, hugging her curves in all the right places. The silk fabric shimmered in the lig
Gloria paced back and forth in her prison cell, her eyes blazing with anger. Her lawyer, Mr. Jenkins, sat calmly, his expression stern. "Get me out of here," Gloria demanded, her voice low and menacing. "I don't belong here. This is all Amelia Clifford’s fault. I didn’t see this coming."Mr. Jenkins shook his head. "Gloria, there's no way. You've been convicted of multiple crimes, including abduction and assault. The evidence against you is overwhelming. You just have to stay put and serve your sentence."“Fuck it!”Gloria's face twisted in rage. "That Ava Richardson thinks she's so perfect, doesn't she? She's the reason I'm here. She's always been the reason for my misery." Gloria's curses filled the air, her venom directed at Ava.Mr. Jenkins sighed. "Gloria, Ava Richardson is the victim here. You abducted her and her children and nearly killed her. You need to accept responsibility for your actions."Gloria's eyes flashed. "I'll never accept this. Ava Richardson will pay for this. S
Ava's eyes fluttered open, and she was met with Luke's concerned gaze. He sat beside her, his face etched with worry, his eyes red-rimmed from lack of sleep."What... what happened?" Ava asked, her voice groggy and barely above a whisper.Luke's expression softened, and he took her hand in his. "You fainted, Ava. You've been out for a few hours. I was so scared when I saw you on the floor."Ava's mind fogged, memories slowly returning. She remembered being with Amelia and then to Luke, talking to him about to leave, and then... nothing."The twins... where are they?" Ava asked, her voice laced with panic.Luke's hand enveloped hers, his touch warm and reassuring. "They're alright, Ava. They're safe and sound, sleeping in a room. Stanley is watching over them."Ava's eyes welled up with tears as Luke pulled her into a tight hug."Rest, Ava. Don't worry about anything. You're safe now," Luke whispered into her ear. “After you’re strong enough, we would go see the kids.”But Ava's worrie
Amelia sat beside John on the plush couch in her lavish bedroom, her eyes drinking in every detail of her son's face. She had missed so much, and she was determined to catch up. The warm sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the contours of John's features, and Amelia's heart swelled with love. "John, sweetie, tell me everything about yourself," Amelia said, her voice filled with excitement. "What do you like to do? What's your favorite subject in school? Do you have any new friends?" John's eyes sparkled as he launched into an enthusiastic account of his love for soccer, his favorite teacher, Mrs. Gabe, and his passion for reading. Amelia listened, captivated by her son's animated expressions. "And how's your father treating you?" Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern.”Has he been nice to you? John's face lit up with a warm smile. "Daddy's nice, Mommy. He's always busy, but he makes sure I'm taken care of. He takes me to the park and plays soccer with me whe
As the plane touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci–Fiumicino Airport, Italy, Amelia felt a mix of emotions swirling inside her. Excitement at the prospect of reuniting with her son, John, wrestled with nervousness about facing Jackson again. The warm Italian sunlight streaming through the windows seemed to amplify her anxiety.Ethan, the charming stranger she had met on the plane, smiled warmly as they gathered their belongings. His piercing blue eyes crinkled at the corners, and his dark hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck."It was great talking to you, Amelia," Ethan said, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "I'll call you soon, okay?"“Yeah…sure,” Amelia smiled, feeling a spark of connection. "I'd like that."They exchanged numbers, and Ethan leaned in to kiss her cheek. His warm breath sent shivers down her spine. "Arrivederci, Amelia. Buona fortuna."Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. She had not been expecting the kiss. Was this a sign to go out with him? No, she stil