Meeting EmmaCeline’s povThe sliding glass doors of the terminal buzzed open, releasing a gust of cool, processed air that carried the distinct scent of coal and coffee. As I stepped inside, my grip on my suitcase loosened, and my heart quickened. I couldn’t believe I was leaving the country so soon. There was nothing left for me here. Evelyn had come along to bid me farewell as I journeyed to Italy, away from the chaos and struggles, to start a new life and career.It had been a difficult decision at first. I couldn’t fully comprehend everything Sharon was saying, but the urgency couldn't be denied. I couldn’t stand the thought of endangering my life and that of my child, so I persuaded myself to leave. It had always been my intention, but little did I know it would be sooner than expected.I glanced around, slightly fazed by the bustle of passengers, the hovering sounds of conversations, and the crackling announcements from overhead speakers. It was hard to believe that in just a f
ImpossibleWhat was she doing coming towards us? Something about her sent shivers down my spine, and the urgency to get out of her presence piqued. I had harbored resentment towards her ever since high school, and it only resurfaced today when I realized who she was. I became apprehensive."Why's she coming towards us?" I pouted, a frown displayed on my face as I waited for her to approach."Evelyn, right?" she threw the question at Evelyn, who was also surprised. It had been a long time, though, and I could affirm there weren't many changes in her appearance. Long curly blonde hair with highlights, a pointed nose, flushed cheeks, and an elegant structure. She was as beautiful as always. I couldn't match up to her, which kept me deep in thought as to why Davis had chosen me over her. The mention of Davis and the sight of Emma only brought back feelings of nostalgia and made my body tense up."Of course, yes, I’m Evelyn. What brought you back? It's been about six, seven years?" Evelyn
ItalyThe flight took about eight to nine hours, and during those hours, Emma and I never stopped having a pleasant conversation, ranging from her personal life to her career.“I would like to help you start up your career here. Please don't say no to my proposals. That's the only way I can make up for all the pain I caused you in the past,” she asserted, giving me a pleading look I couldn’t resist. Even though I initially rejected the offer, I wondered, how do I start a career here? I didn’t know Sharon’s plans with her friend Emily, who she arranged for me to stay with until I’m fit to get my own apartment. Taking the offer seemed like the best choice, I thought to myself, and finally gave in.“Alright, I accept,” I said, a gasp escaping my lips.“Thanks for accepting. Now, are you ready to meet my Mr. Right?”“If you insist, I’d be pleased to meet him. I have a lot to thank him for,” I replied, noticing her eyes widen in disbelief.“You haven’t changed, have you?” She glanced at me
Her SuccessSeated in the soft, luxurious office chair, I tilted it left and right in satisfaction. The cool air from the air conditioner sent a chill down my spine. My skin glowed in full display of its effect.My gaze was fixed on the system before me, and I chuckled at the content on full display. My heart quickened, and a flush of joy spread across my face. I couldn’t believe we had completed the project in such a short period—no complaints, excellently executed. My team and I had worked overtime to ensure we delivered according to the standard, and I was satisfied with the results.My eyes strayed to the file sitting on the glass-framed table just before me. I reached for it and took a glance at its contents. My hand reached for the intercom.“Meet me in my office,” I said, then set it down and tilted my seat sideways to face the glass wall. The beautifully structured city stretched out before me. The twilight view was overwhelming and unimaginably stunning. My office was situate
What’s with Harry?A quick switch in her expression as she pointed upstairs. I couldn’t spare any more time as I made my way upstairs to his room.When I reached the room, the door was slightly open, and I heaved a sigh of relief, clutching my hands to my chest. I should have known he was there.“Cutie,” I called out, sneaking my head in to see what he was up to this time. I knew he’d be rolling his eyes by now, probably with a disapproving look. He was just too active for his age.Pushing the door open, my eyes landed on my cute son, who sat on the bed. I noticed he was on the phone with someone, smiles plastered all over his face. The moment his gaze met mine, he quickly excused himself, rolling off the bed and peeling off the headphones. He hopped into my arms for an embrace. I crouched to his level and planted a loving kiss on his forehead, skimming my fingers through his curly hair.Releasing him from my grip, I giggled, and he grinned, reciprocating the affection.“Mum, why did
TurnsHarry's POV“No, this can’t be happening to me. How did I get into this mess?” I rubbed the back of my neck hard, each thought flickering in my heart as my patience grew thinner. My gaze rolled around the room, one hand placed below my jaw, a flicker of annoyance creasing my entire being like a tidal wave. Nothing was making sense anymore. The news speculations, the company investors' threats—everything and everyone wasn’t making sense anymore.I never anticipated being in such a tight situation where I lacked support or backbone. The situation at hand was just too critical and needed urgent intervention or I would lose everything I have ever worked for all these years. This realization only clouded my mind and weakened my limbs. A surge of tension swarmed my being, and I felt a sudden drive that was more than I could comprehend or imagine. To worsen the whole situation, the media was all over this news. Bloggers were carrying and circulating it, adding sensational details for
Blood donor “Not again, not again… Why was all this happening at the same time, just in the nick of time?” I banged my hands hard on the steering wheel, speeding faster than expected in the bustling city. I stumbled upon a truck parked along the side of the road.“Gosh,” I cursed inwardly. I wasn't used to driving at all, let alone driving this fast. To think I had instructed Louis to sit beside me while I drove only weakened my heart. I couldn't anticipate this from the start.I stormed out of the car, instructing Louis to fix whatever damage was done while I took a cab to the hospital. There was no time to wait for another one of my cars to arrive or for him to fix the damage. Besides, the media were already out to get every single detail about my dealings and life to add to the headlines. I couldn’t let them do that. I narrowly escaped the office while trying to get to the hospital. I never expected everything to be happening so fast, and I strongly believed I would pull through n
Jack's POVHer death took away a part of my being that couldn't be replaced by any other, leaving me broken and deranged. I felt like I had lost everything, and the only part of me still alive was torn into pieces. It's been three solid years, and still, I couldn't get her off my mind or gain control of myself.If only she had agreed to do my bidding, if only she had given our love that one chance and opportunity to grow, maybe by now, I wouldn't be this broken. But maybe she still would have been gone. It's been three long years, yet everything I had ever planned was just buried with her in my heart.I turned my gaze outside the car window as Sam drove me to the meeting spot. My eyes wandered around, lost in my thoughts, as I watched the bustling city of Italy, absent-minded to the cars and rushing passersby. The traffic light turned red, and Sam pressed the brakes, narrowing his eyes at me through the rearview mirror. I could sense his thoughts without even looking directly at him.
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