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.
A Blissful ForeverHarry's POVWe drove out of the mansion toward the most renowned resort in the city. My heart surged with joy and gratitude for the journey and the battles fought to reach this glorious moment of peace with Celine and my son, Henry.It was a dream come true. Deep down, I vowed never to let this opportunity slip away. This was the moment I had always envisioned, and now that it was manifesting, I was more than ready to cherish it. I resolved to make amends for all my past mistakes, creating and nurturing beautiful, lasting memories, even amidst any struggles that might come our way.“Dad, can we stop at Moore’s? I want to get my favorite candy,” Henry said, pointing toward the store on the left side of the street.“Alright, anything for you, son,” I replied, and he grinned, biting his hand playfully.“Thank you, Dad!” he cheered. I smiled and turned the car toward Moore’s parking lot.Soon, we were back in the car, Henry happily clutching his bag of candies and snack
The expectedA grin spread across his face as he held my hands, planting a loving kiss on them before crouching low on his knees. My heart soared once more, and this time, I was determined to give this tireless man a "yes" for his relentless efforts to win me over.“Please, my lady, will you be mine again?” he asked, his hands dipping into his pant pockets to retrieve the ring. To my amazement, his gaze remained fixed on mine.“Please, girl, forgive him and accept him back; for my sake and Henry's,” Evelyn's voice surged from behind almost immediately, and I winced.“Yes, he deserves one more chance,” Aaron added.I stayed still, determined in my thoughts, my face adorned with a grin. Finally, I whimpered,“Yes, I’ll give you another chance, to be yours again.”With a relieved smile, he hastily slid the ring onto my finger and rose to his feet.“Thank you. I promise I’ll never hurt you again,” he said, his eyes widening with sincerity.“Are you sure?” I asked, my voice trembling sligh
Sorrowful momentWithout hesitation, I tapped to receive the call, my head lowered and my heart racing. By now, the applause had stopped, but Harry still remained kneeling with the ring in his hands, his face showing a mix of disappointment and uncertainty.“Hel…” I started, but his voice cut me off almost immediately.“Please, you need to come. The report is bad, and Evelyn needs you,” he asserted, and my heart sank.“Okay, I’ll be right there,” I responded. The call ended almost immediately from his end. I hurriedly lowered the phone from my ear, casting a sorry gaze at Harry.“Please, I need to leave. It’s about Evelyn,” I announced. Without glancing around at the murmurs that arose once more, I hastily addressed the team, then stormed to the car and drove off almost immediately to the hospital.Once at the hospital, I hurriedly made my way through the lobby and down the hallway leading to the maternity section. I knew she would be there. As I had suspected, I spotted Aaron speakin
Two Weeks LaterCeline’s POVA lone tear dropped from my eye as I walked along the aisle toward the pavilion. My heart couldn’t stop wondering how I got here; a pathway filled with endless struggles and challenges. A path where evil loomed, but amidst the overwhelming obstacles and chaos, I succeeded, alongside the great team that stood firm with me. It felt like a dry bone coming back to life.The roaring applause of the crowd and the overwhelming feeling of having everything under control struck me with a sense of fulfillment—the kind that comes when one keeps a promise. That, I had lived to remember for seven years, ever since Dad was buried."I wish I could see him again and tell him everything is now fine and under control," I whispered in my heart, never stopping to wander through the familiar thoughts crowding my mind.The media buzzed around the hall, fixing and focusing their cameras on me. The grin on my face widened as a surge of joy erupted through me. As I climbed the pa
Rising Tension"Why can't I go inside?""That's the instruction, sir. I'm so sorry if it doesn't sit well with you, but please, you can't go in," he explained."I see. Is your madam at home?""Not really. She stepped out a few minutes ago. I thought you might have driven past her on your way here.""Not at all," I replied, feeling a pang of devastation. My eyes fell on the drink I held in my hands, and all the carefully rehearsed words I had practiced in the car suddenly felt meaningless."Can I leave this for her?""Not at all, sir. I think you should give it to her yourself; it would be much better," he replied. I sighed and turned to leave, my feet dragging sluggishly against the ground.Just then, a voice called out from behind."What are you doing here? I thought I told you last time not to come near us! Why are you still bent on bringing us more trouble?"I turned to meet his angry gaze. His words were far too harsh for a child his age, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that
Bad OccurrenceHarry's POVIt's been a heck of an experience for me. The shock and the stigma felt increasingly heavy, almost suffocating the life out of me. I still felt as though the chains of the forbidden were caging me, weighing me down like an unbearable burden.“Boss, you need to do something before everything escalates beyond what we can handle,” Louis, who had come over, suggested with a concerned expression.I sat still, lost in thought, struggling to figure out what to do. It was fortunate that the news hadn’t picked up on this yet, but I needed Celine's help to navigate through this mess before it did. Otherwise, it would tarnish the company’s reputation irreparably. This disaster, which I had been grappling with for the past twenty-four hours, left me filled with regret. I doubted it would ever leave my mind; not now, not ever. Mom’s face still appeared before me repeatedly. The moments when she smiled, the happy times we shared; all of them taunted my heart relentlessly.
The Unforseen I held her hands in pain as the other corps members rushed toward us. My gaze became blurry from the tears that clouded my eyes.“Ma'am, step aside,” the officer instructed, but I remained unmoved. I couldn't let go of her hands. Watching her lying motionless pricked a deep part of my heart, and I didn’t even notice if the guy was caught or not. Everything else felt irrelevant at that moment.He leaned in, turning her over slowly and placing his ear on her chest.“I think she’s still alive,” he muttered, and a sudden wave of relief washed over me.Soon, she was wheeled into the ambulance, and I followed suit. Once at the hospital, she was rushed into the emergency room while I waited impatiently in the waiting area, praying earnestly that nothing would happen to her.I stood there, lost in my thoughts of grief and anguish, when a hand rested on my shoulder, jolting me almost immediately. I turned to find Alloy standing close by.“Ma'am, I think you should calm down. She
Moment of AgonyOnce freed, I ran as fast as I could while they pursued me. I knew the risk was higher now, but it was the least of my concerns at that moment. My heartbeat raced as I stumbled upon a door. Hurriedly, I opened it, only to find myself at the back of the suite where the cops were stationed. Just as one of the men chasing me fired a shot, the bullet struck the doorframe, creating a sharp cracking sound as I scrambled to the other side.“Drop your weapons!” the police announced. Oblivious to the ambush, the men chasing me ran straight into police custody. I heaved a sigh of relief, clutching my chest in an attempt to ease the tension building within me.“Damn, that was a freaky risk,” I muttered under my breath. I had no idea I could run as fast or as boldly as I just had. Once settled, I glanced around, only to realize something was amiss. I distinctly remembered hearing the leader give orders as I fled. He had been following me, but now he was nowhere to be seen. Somethi
A Turn for The WorstMy heart raced drastically as I lifted my head to meet his gaze. Did he already sense that I had my eyes fixed on the dark-haired guy, apparently the leader who had just walked in? I thought to myself, but then the realization hit me hard: What if he’s part of the gang? I mean, judging from his appearance.I felt my stomach churn as I finally mustered the courage to reply.“What are you doing here?” I inquired, trying to mask my unease, which was clearly written on my features.He smirked. “Looking out for you,” he replied. I felt a little relieved and then a surge of anger.“Why can't you mind your business?” I asserted.“I can't mind my business while you’re still sitting here. Besides, I kept wondering why your supposed partner is taking so long to appear. Or were you just playing a fast one on me?” he questioned, smiling sheepishly.I tried so hard to hold back my anger, which was seething beneath the surface. It was glaringly obvious that he wasn’t part of th