Where am i?The scent of disinfectant, the rattling sounds of movement, and the bright light made my head throb as I slowly opened my eyes in pain. I could still feel the ache in my abdomen. I remembered calling out to Evelyn in the room, but after that, I had no idea what happened.I sensed the tension in the room as my eyes fully opened."Thank goodness, you're awake," a voice surged from behind, and I gradually turned my gaze to see the doctor and nurses staring at me.I searched for Evelyn, but she was nowhere in sight, leaving me to wonder where she was and why I was alone."Doctor, where is my friend, the one who brought me here?" I inquired, my tone weak and voice strained."She's out in the waiting room. Visitors aren't allowed in here," he replied."Visitors aren't allowed in here?" Those words echoed in my mind as I wondered why and where I was."Why isn't she allowed here?" I asked."Madam, calm down. This isn't the time for that. You need all the strength you can gather to
GuiltThe moment I realized what I had just done, guilt washed over me, and I felt sorry for myself. My mom wouldn’t be pleased wherever she is, but none of that was relevant. I had to do what I had to do, to ease the burden on my heart, even though I hadn’t even realized when I let it all out.I turned my gaze to Evelyn, whose eyes were widened in disbelief, her lips parted as though she was gasping. I bit the inner layer of my lips, sensing how betrayed she felt for hiding such a delicate issue from her. Was I to blame? No, matters like this were just too complicated.I let out a sigh, took a deep breath, shrugged my shoulders, and straightened my spine."That was what I was about to tell you the other day," I expressed, my tone a mix of pain and guilt.A moment of silence filled the room, then little Henry’s voice broke it.“Ahh, he's finally awake.” I reached forward to pick him up, placing him across my lap and giggling at his tiny little face.“He's hungry, get his food,” I turn
Denied hope"What's that look for?" her voice surged with a sting of sarcasm when she noticed my intense stare of uncertainty."Who was that on the call?" I inquired, my tone unreadable."Oh, that?" She reached for her phone, unlocked it, and handed it over to me. "Take a look for yourself."I shrugged with little hesitation but took the phone from her hands to satisfy my curiosity and odd feelings."Becky?" I snapped."Yes, Becky," she blurted, giving me a staggering look that sent a shiver down my spine. The HR at Williams Corporation—what was she up to? I wondered, giving Evelyn that look that silently demanded an explanation."Well, if it may interest you, Becky's brother is Sir Williams' PA," she paused, as though expecting a wow from me, which only earned a disapproving stare as I anticipated the full story and pondered how the events would unfold."Okay?""Aren't you seeing the connection?" she teased. I was still numb as to where everything was heading. I couldn't yet comprehe
No resemblanceHarry's POVMy heart was full of delight when my gaze was fixed on him. He was growing rapidly every day, and I bet he took after me. His curly blonde hair was a replica of his mother's, the shining grey eyes were unmatched by mine, and his cute cheeks blushed whenever he smiled.He had all the features of my father, as my mum complimented the moment we entered the mansion, not even giving a watchful gaze at me.“Derick, dear,” she lowered herself to maintain the same eye contact as his, opening her arms, and Derick hopped into them in an embrace.“Nice to meet you, Grandma,” he greeted with a grin on his face, his dimples visibly making their way.“Oh dear, what an adorable child,” Mum leaned forward and planted a kiss on his forehead, smiles plastered all over her face, and her heart merry.I loved seeing her happy and would do anything within my power to always keep that smile on her face. Being the only parent I had growing up, she had always gone out of her way to
BeneathHe was truly right. “If he looks like my dad, then he should look like me, or is there something Mum was hiding from me?” I thought to myself. As frustration built, I narrowed my eyes at my mum.“Mum, do I really look like Father?” I asked, my gaze fixed on her. She seemed a little uncomfortable with my question and turned her gaze to Derick.“Derick, take your chips upstairs,” she said, and with that, he left, leaving the three of us alone.“Son, why ask such questions?” she said, her gaze fixed on mine and a frown creasing her forehead.“Don't you have his pictures? You can confirm your doubts with them,” she replied, raising my brows.I felt a little uneasy. “Sorry, Mum,” I apologized, but my mind was still clouded with uncertainty. “But if Derick truly looks like Dad, then he should also resemble me,” I said, prompting an immediate gasp from Lily, who almost choked.“Darling, are you alright?” I leaned towards her. She nodded, picking up the glass of water and gulping it d
CoincidenceThe light from my phone, indicating an incoming call, suddenly illuminated the room. Who could be calling at this hour? I wondered. I quickly reached to pick up the phone, rolling off Lily, who was still basking in the afterglow of our recent intimacy. After we made out, we continued for a while longer, enjoying each other's company. Derick was left in my mum's care because she insisted he sleep with her in her room instead of the vacant one. I never had the time or energy to argue with mum, who was always bent on doing what pleased her without considering others. It's an aspect of her I despise, and I prefer not to clash with her over it.I picked up the call and was immediately taken aback by what I heard.“Boss, I think there's a situation,” Louis snapped over the phone.My heart suddenly quickened. “What’s the situation, Louis?” My voice was a mix of uncertainty and anger.“Boss, we... we got to the mansion only to find the gatekeeper in a pool of his own blood,” his v
Worst NightmareCeline's POVSo it's true that William Wood is actually gone. When I suddenly had the opportunity to tell him I was his child, I thought I finally had the chance to have a father figure and the love I never had while growing up. They knew I would find peace at last and decided to cut it short. Why is life so cruel to me? Am I meant to live a life without peace, joy, or happiness? The tears that were already clouding my eyes streamed down my cheeks seamlessly.I was beginning to think I was meant for this. Maybe somehow, that's how life has designed it for me—a life of misery. The only parent I had left was gone just like that. Couldn't he have spared me the opportunity to identify who I was before embracing death? Couldn't he have held me in a warm embrace, looked straight into my eyes, and called me "daughter"? Something I have longed and prayed for. Now my efforts were in vain, with nothing left. I sobbed even more.“Celine, everything will be fine,” Evelyn consoled,
UnexpectedHe’s all have got left when everything came crumbling before my eyes, and I couldn't bear to leave him behind.His loving, tender face brought life back to me when it seemed to fade away. Henry gave me hope again and a fresh start.“This life... we are like flowers that sway in the morning but suddenly fade away when the sun shines. We are like passersby and will go away when our time is up on this earth. What will you be remembered for when your time is up?”The priest's voice pulled me out of my reverie. My heart suddenly quickened. If I leave this earth now, who would miss me or feel my absence? Perhaps only Evelyn and my beloved son, who was only a few months old. I had no one else by my side, and no one else to miss me. It was a reflective moment for me. “What will I be remembered for?” The question kept ringing in my subconscious.A new courage surged within me, and the worries were over. It was as if I had awakened, and another aspect of my being emerged—an aspect of
Her deathHarry's POV A surge of relief washed through me as I anticipated her call. I had sent her another gift just yesterday and hoped she had received it.Morning had already come, yet I hadn’t heard from her; not even a text. The earlier relief was gradually fading away. She was right to treat me the way she did; I had tried so hard to absorb that truth. Still, I couldn’t shake off the urge to go see Mum. She had given me false information about Dad’s death, but Louis had advised me to calm down before confronting her. That advice, however, had lingered long enough.It had been two days of intense worry and sorrow. Each time there was a glimmer of hope, it drowned in an ocean of grief and bitterness. I doubted if I could hold on any longer; I couldn’t heal unless I sorted things out quickly. I pulled my phone out of my breast pocket and hesitated for a moment before typing a text to Celine.Countless texts had been sent over the past few days, yet none received a reply. Still, I
Another Battle?My heart wandered to what Sharon had said earlier, and I couldn't shake off the urgency I felt to meet her. She sounded too serious, and whatever important information she had to disclose, I knew it was related to the past. As much as I never wanted to revisit my past, I still needed to know what it was all about.I had the urge to call Evelyn, but I restrained myself. There was no need to burden her with my issues anymore. I tried to grasp sleep throughout the night as I awaited the morning, but all my efforts proved futile, and I was already giving up in frustration.I reached my hand to the head of the bed where my podcast device was. I tapped to play the popular music streaming on it, tuning it to a lower key and pitch before slumping back onto the bed. I carefully freed my mind from all worries, and soon, the music synced with my heart. Slowly, I closed my eyes, and soon, I drifted off to sleep.*****Sitting in this popular resort at the far-right end of the larg
Intriguing SuspenseCeline’s POVMy heart shattered even more as I watched his reactions and flimsy flirting excuses, which he thought would win me over. I felt like I was losing it. He had taken something precious from me in the past, and as if that wasn’t enough, he still had to hide it from me; an act I despised so much.“I never want to see you near us again,” I cursed, looking intensely at his derailed expression, masked with even greater pain and hurt.“Please, for the…”“Just go,” Henry cut in, and he swallowed hard. I hated seeing my son angry, just as much as I felt the pain of a reopened wound. If my mum were alive, I wouldn’t have gone through the torment I endured. I doubted I would have faced the ridicule and humiliation his singular action caused me. Glaring at him, still crouched on the floor, I felt like strangling the life out of him for taking what was so precious and priceless to me, yet I tried so hard to restrain the urge.“Why are you still pleading? Take your di
BrokenHarry's POVI felt a shiver run down my spine the moment she pointed to the diary on the floor. My heart skipped a beat; or thousands. I distinctly remembered tucking the diary into the shelves, so how did it end up here, on the floor in this room?"How did you get that?" I asked, the perplexed look on my face betraying my confusion.She scoffed, shooting me a deadly stare that set my entire body aflame. "You still have the nerve to ask that? Isn't it your handwriting on it? You're just so pathetic," Evelyn spat, and I winced."Just get out of here this minute!" Celine barked, and my heart sank even more. Her pained expression and the tears on her cheeks tugged at something inside me. I tried to reach for her, but Evelyn slapped my hand away, rolling her eyes derisively."Never try that again," she snapped. Celine said nothing, her head buried in her hands, her face a picture of intense disdain.I crouched low, dropping to my knees. "Please, I'm so sorry for whatever you saw in
ExposedCeline's POV“Get the things ready and well arranged in the car while I quickly change into something perfect,” I instructed the new driver who had just started working.“Alright, ma,” he responded, turning to leave as I headed towards the staircase.“Ahh, girl, I’m so happy for you!” Evelyn chimed in from the door, hobbling towards me with a smile plastered all over her face.“Please calm down. You know you don’t need to walk fast in your condition. Slow and steady,” I teased, and she scoffed.“So, I shouldn’t walk fast anymore? Where is it written?” she snapped.“In your antenatal instructions, of course.”“No, you could have just called me a little child that should crawl instead.” She finally reached me.“You aren’t dressed yet.”“Yeah, but I’m going upstairs to get dressed now. Aren’t you coming over to help me with buttoning up?” I asked.“You should have just taken me along with you. It’s obvious you were actually waiting for me, pretending not to care,” she teased, com
AcceptedHarry's POVI could feel her breath heavily against mine as I deepened the kiss, my tongue savoring every drop of sweetness from her lips. I only pulled away when I realized she was out of breath.My gaze fixed on her intensely; I could see the fire and sparks buried within her eyes. I wasn't going to let go. I had long desired this moment, but somehow, I was denied it by the circumstances that followed thereafter.I kissed her again, enjoying every moment as she groaned, feeling the tingling sensation in her body. Her hands strayed to my back, her fingers digging deep through my shirt. I kissed her even more, lifting her to sit on the table while keeping our lips locked. My hands moved through her long, flowing gown, sliding up from her knees to her thighs. Her groans intensified, stirring my desire to continue. I could feel myself getting hard, not wanting to stop anytime soon.Just then, a bit of sanity struck me, hitting me hard enough to reset my senses. I stopped in my
Tingling SensationCan't believe he said those words. Wasn't he supposed be glad if I gave him a second chance in our lives. Or was he just putting on an act to get at me?“Why did you say that?” Evelyn asked, her eyes widened in shock as well. I silently thanked her in my heart for speaking up.“Because it's not the right time for that. Besides, my top priority is to ensure she's in perfect condition and not the other way around.”“Alright, if you say so,” Evelyn exclaimed.“But Dad, I can't wait for us to be one happy family again. Besides, Mum isn’t complaining about it, is she?” He turned to ask me, and I froze in place.“Mum!”“Yes, cutie, not really,” I replied, and he grinned.“You see, Mum isn’t complaining.”“Can we drop this issue for now? There are many other things to deal with right now.”“See, there is,” I replied, feeling utterly relieved at that moment. I wasn’t going to face any tough questions, even though I knew Henry had many to ask.*****Two months laterI steppe
ConsciousCeline's POVThe darkness that enveloped me was more than I could bear. I could hear voices around me, but I couldn’t move or blink. The more I tried, the more I failed.Why can't I open my eyes? Why can't I move? Everything was in total darkness as I struggled to break free, fighting with every ounce of strength I had.I could hear his voice, his tiny, tender voice speaking to me. It seemed like he was crying. Why would he be in tears? Who hurt my precious jewel? Whoever it was, they had no idea what I would do to them. I struggled even more, and this time, my finger moved. That was just the beginning in the loom of darkness.I couldn't utter a word, even when I tried and struggled to yell out. It felt like the cage around me was so intense that it held every part of me firmly. Just then, my finger moved again. The voice intensified, and before I knew it, someone touched me.I could sense his touch; it soothed my longing heart. I tried to move my fingers again, and this tim
Mum!"Doctor, how is she now?" I asked the doctor who walked past me. My hands gripped his coat firmly. He shook his head, still without a response, glaring at me before gently pulling my hands off and continuing in his direction.My heart sank even further. Goosebumps formed on my skin, yet I felt a surge of hope for some inexplicable reason. The situation showed no sign of hope, but strangely, something stirred within me. I shoved that strange feeling aside, but the unease grew even more. Turning toward the doorway, I asked almost every nurse and doctor that walked by."Can someone tell me what the heck is going on with her?" I screamed in frustration. A lone tear rolled down the corner of my eye as I watched the nurses and doctors pass by without a reply, only the grim and serious expressions they all wore.A tap on my shoulder. "Boss, I think you should calm down. Everything will turn out fine," Louis's concerned voice asserted, clutching his other hand to mine."What's going on h