#2 days earlier # ISABEL. Sebestian told me that Keira and George had officially separated and nothing would bring them back together ever. Sebestian even told me that Keira had accepted to date him. I was waiting for George to come back to his penthouse and once his car stopped, he wanted to ignore me entirely and drive into the penthouse but I rushed and stood in front of the car, preventing him from moving forward. George kept on beeping the car horn for some time but I refused to give up until he finally climbed down. “What the heck do you want?!” He barked..“We need to talk.” I stated in urgency. “We have nothing to talk about.” George shot back. “We need to talk.” I repeated. “I said we have nothing to talk about!”He yelled..“I heard Keira left you. Your relationship isn't working with her” I declared. “Did Sebestian tell you that?” George asked with a bitter chuckle. “No! I just said it. I found out.” I muttered. “Lies..” he grunted. “By the way, George, I'm still
GEORGE. I have never been myself since the day I found out I had a child with Keira and that I was the reason for disappearance. I have never been so confused in life.. Sebestian was right, I was only hurting Keira. I have done but hurt her all the while, maybe she really deserves a good man. I will never be good enough for her. She needs a man that would love her properly. I haven't been able to say any other thing to Keira because I felt so guilty, I wouldn't dare bring myself to her face but everyday I was with her. It's the least I could do for her, for us. I asked Mark to hire someone who would report Keira’s daily life to me, including what she did, the people she would meet. I just wanted to be in Keira's life without completely being in it . I could stay away while watching her from afar..When the spy Mark hired sent me pictures of Kelvin being so happy with Sebestian and Keira, my heart did ache and it did hurt but accepting that I have to father a child was my biggest l
KEIRA. “George,please!” I squirmed, rushing alongside the stretcher, clutching onto his limp hand. He had lost a lot of blood and my cloth have been soaked in blood. I couldn't stop crying, it' is all my fault,it was meant to be for me but George took the blow instead. I can't forgive myself if George dies. Mark had instructed the paramedics to take George to his private hospital. I lost contact with George as he was rushed into the emergency room, the nurses kept preventing me from going in. I crouched down to my knees in front of the E.R and tears kept streaming down. I couldn't stop. I would never forgive myself if anything happens to George. The Physician checked George's pulse after the paramedic briefed him of the injuries George must have sustained. I felt a warm pat on my shoulder as I looked up to see Mark. He had a teary gaze as well. “It's fine, Boss will be fine. He won't die…” He tried to assure me even though he was having a hard time himself. The Doctor stumble
KEIRA. Sebestian angrily left the hospital. He would never understand, this is what I feared but he told me everything was okay. George was in a critical condition because of me, how can I leave! We waited for two more hours before Dr Peter emerged from the O.R. I instantly stood from the seat, my face crowned in anxiety. Mark rushed him, so did I. “Doctor, how is he?” Mark’s voice trembled as Dr Peter flashed us a warm smile. "George's surgery was a success," Dr. Peter reassured. "We were able to relieve the pressure, repair the damage, and stabilize his cervical spine." I stumbled backwards in relief, feeling a heavy burden lifted off my chest. George was alive, thank God. "George will need time to recover, but we're optimistic. He'll require physical therapy and cognitive rehabilitation, but we expect significant improvement. He wouldn't be using his right hand shoulder and hand for some time since it's on a bandage. He might need someone to care for his needs. He will wake u
KEIRA. I went home looking all gloomy. George still didn't wake up. I wanted him to, I had missed him so much. He still cared for me secretly even when I thought he abadoned us. George saved me and took the blow for me, now my biggest fear was him forgetting all about what we had. Forgetting what we shared. I was so scared. I don't think I would be able to handle it. The next day came by so quickly and Kelvin had gone to school, I decided to take some fruits and veggies with me incase George woke up. It would have been 48 hours after his surgery to take liquids and fruits. I was placing the fruits in a container as Sebestian barged into the apartment..“You didn't even bother calling me Keira. I waited for your call.” He grunted..“Can you please stop this?! I'm not in the mood for it” I answered, covering the dishes properly. “Why? Because George is in the hospital! What about me?! Why are you doing this to me!” Sebestian barked. I always knew this would happen. I always knew
SEBASTIAN. I left the apartment wailing in deep regret. I let my sense of judgemet crowd me. I did take drugs because I wanted to act differently, but truth was, I was a little sane and deep down, I wanted to have my way with Keira..I have waited all these years for her without her giving me an actual chance. l had gotten so frustrated and furious. I should have known better, why did I keep believing that there was going to be a moment when Keira would let me in? She runs back to George at any opportunity given..What haven't I done to make her love me. I did love Kelvin and saw him as my child but then found myself uttering those gibberish because I wanted Keira to feel bad. I wanted her to feel that she never knew who I was. I'm going through so much pain. I hate myself so much. “Pour in another shot!” I ordered the bartender and he obeyed. I was already getting tipsy already but I didn't care. It was night time but after that morning I tried that rubbish, I had never been the
KEIRA. Mark decided to drop Kelvin and Sarah to school even though they went to separate schools. They left at the same time interval. I went to the kitchen to make breakfast for Elena, Clara and I. Elena had people working in the mansion but she loved preparing the meals for Mark herself. Elena stacked a lot of junk foods in the fridge, pregnancy cravings. Even early in the morning after the children left for school, Elena had resumed munching Doritos and macaroons while she watched TV shows. She kept laughing at the TV with Doritos covering her mouth. While I was done making the breakfast, I carried some In plates and kept it in front of the table in the living room. It was just a regular breakfast, sandwich and some fresh fruits. I kept the rest for Clara at the dinning table.“What keeps amusing you?” I asked, seating next to Elena on the couch. “I'm watching romantic comedy. It's kdrama. They are so funny….” Elena laughed and I tried to take some pieces from the Doritos as
KEIRA.A wave of emotions rippled through my veins. Words can't express the fear in my body and heart. My mind and soul wandering so many places. If this was a dream, I prayed for the heavens to wake me up, I stood frozen, clutching my hands on dress tightly. Elena exchanged glances with me, I could see the questions in her eyes. Mark furrowed his brows and moved closer to me. My gaze was still on George's hazel eyes but I was no longer myself, my heart sank millions of times when he asked who I was. Did he forget me? Or was this the gap in his memory Dr Peter talked about? But why me? “Don't you remember her?” Mark inquired,tapping my shoulders. George shook his head in response, “Who is she?” He squinted his brows. I have no idea. Do I know her?” He repeated and I choked out a hiccup. My chest tightening,tears welling up in my eyes. I was feeling so suffocated. Why me? He could have forgotten anyone else but me. Mark kept mute as well as Elena. The air went awkward with unspok