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2023-04-01 00:30:00I shut my eyes and sucked in the relief that washed over me. I stumbled out of the room and into the living room where the police had invaded. The men had been apprehended.
Moore and I locked eyes but I looked away immediately. I swallowed and felt my button lip quiver. That was so close. never; Never in my life had I imagined that something like that could happen to me. Lucia had a lot of explaining to do though, but I knew that Moore would not believe me if I just attacked her with my words, she wouldn't budge either, I needed to speak with Carlos first. He had been so nervous and I was sure that he knew something. I wrapped my arms around myself and allowed my breathing to return to normal. This entire trip had been a hectic adventure and I could not wait for it to end. "Are you okay?" I glanced in the direction of the voice and almost stumbled at the fact that Moore was practically in my face. I stood straight t
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I scrambled to my feet; Completely unbothered by the pain in my torso. I practically soaked in Lucia's blood, I knelt beside her, "Moore! Moore! Lucia's not moving!" I practically screeched and locked eyes with Moore who had been laying on the ground unmoving, I felt sharp jabs in my heart at the thought that he was in the same state as her. I crawled into him and wiped my tears away, the mascara I had hurriedly put on a few hours ago, sneered across my face before I could break out into another set of sobs, Moore's eyes opened and he let out a breath. Moore sat up and I felt relief wash over me. It took him a few moments I register his hearings but when he was finally settled; I felt his arms grab me and he looked over me frantically. "Are you alright, Amber?"Moore asked and I nodded slowly. Moore's face contorted into confusion, he tilted his head at me and I swallowed thickly, my hands went to my hair and I tugged on it slowly, The dark-haired man must have noticed my distress b
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“I’m not leaving you.” I matched his surprised gaze and took a step forward. “I’m not going away when you need me the most.” I deadpanned. “What makes you think I need you?” Moore retorted. “Your eyes... The way they stare at me... The sadness, pain, and frustration in them, every single thing about you Moore...” I ran my hands through my hair and glanced around. “I-I’ve never felt like this before! But I know that I don’t want to leave you, I can’t leave you.” I confessed in one breath. “Really?” Moore broke out in a breathless chuckle. “And when these twenty-five days are up?” My head snapped up at that. “You’ll go. You’ll go far way and I will never see you again.” Moore grabbed me and I yelped. “So don’t stand here and tell me that you are going to stay when you are just a few days from leaving!” Moore snapped and pushed me. I stumbled but regained my bearings just in time.“Everyone leaves Amber. Dad. Mom. Louisa. Christine will get t
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We pulled away from each other slowly. I could still taste the mint in my mouth when I glanced away from him and nervously tapped my feet against the ground. "So...um, what's next?" I asked without making eye contact, I heard a sigh and turned to look at Moore. "We've got to go home." He explained softly. "And Lucia?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I was surprised that he would leave her there, especially because of how upset he looked earlier. "She'll be fine." Moore offered and dusted his clothes, "Petunia will be here anytime soon," I nodded in response to his words even though I had no clue who petunia was, she was probably a relative of Lucia. "So, do you want to grab a coffee while I book the flight?" Moore asked softly. I blinked at his kindness and stumbled back in shock. A small chuckle brought me back to my senses. "Are you always this dramatic?" Moore asked with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes and jogged back into the hospital.
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"Everything is going to be fine," Moore promised when I pulled away from the hug. I nodded and ran my hands through my hair, I took in his messy appearance, his normally styled dark fringe was in all the wrong places and his baby blue eyes lost the spark of intimidation they usually had. It wasn't just his appearance though; It was the way he spoke, the way he looked at me and reacted. It felt like this was a completely different Moore and the previous one was just an exterior. Moore grabbed my hand into his and squeezed it. I smiled and glanced away. "When did the doctor say we could leave? Since it was just a few bruises... I don't want to be stuck here while Christine is all alone—""Hey-Hey—" Moore stopped me mid-talking, He pulled a strand of my hair behind my ear and spoke; "Marissa is with Christine, she left Malawi a few days ago. So don't worry about that. Plus, we can't just leave, we don't have a van and I don't think I grabbed my wa
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"Moore!" I called out and chased after him, the door slammed in my face before I could get into his room. I turned and slid down the door, I had not been expecting such a reaction from him. It may seem as though the Moore dynasty had a lot more secrets than they had led on earlier. "Moore I just want to talk... you need to help me, help you." I confessed softly and I sucked in a sharp breath. I brought my knees to my chest and ran my hands through my hair. I glanced around the hotel space. The shards of glass were glaring at me from their place on the ground. I let out a short sigh of defeat and stood up. I glanced at the door and made a mental note to come back when I was done picking up the glass shards. Slowly, I dragged my feet toward the mess on the ground. The image of Moore leaving the room flashed in my memory again. Dread filled me when I realized that I had pushed too far. I knew it was personal. I should not have pushed him so much, I would h
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Moore snorted and sat up. A sad smile spread across his thin lips and I could hear the sharp puffs of breath that escaped his lips. “You should have seen them…they were yelling. Arguing, Mom threatened to sue and dad threatened to take us away. That was the last time I saw my mom or Christine,” Moore explained softly and ran his fingers through his thick fringe. I held my breath at the silence that filled the room. The entire time, all Moore did was stare ahead. I was no fool, I could see and feel the pain in his eyes. Talking about trauma was difficult, especially if you spent your entire life convincing yourself that there was no need to fix that part of you. “I got shoved into a boarding school and Mom started working excessively. She wanted to get me out of there, take Christine and me out of the country — Fix things…” Moore paused and sucked in a sharp breath. I squeezed his free hand to offer some sort of comfort.I had no clue whether or not he understood the gesture because
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"What are you saying?" Moore's voice held uncertainty and disbelief. I licked my lips nervously and scarred my gaze. "You remember when I stopped you from breaking those glasses?" I asked, Moore, nodded quickly. "After you left, Andrew came." I could feel Moore's eyes on me. I turned and matched his gaze. "I always felt that something was so wrong with the way he looked at me and now it makes sense because—""Did he do anything to you?" Moore rushed out and I paused. "No," I confessed and sat up, Moore followed suit. "He didn't the chance because Christine stepped in, she defended me." I continued sharply. "But when we went to her room, she broke down, and...""And what?" Moore asked and I wrapped my hands around myself and sucked in a deep breath. "What happened?" Moore pressed on. "She told me that he had abused and raped her for so many years and she thought he was doing the same with Louisa." Moore stood up and punched the closest wall. I sprang up to my feet and tried to stop
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I Married My Grumpy Patient! 162- OUR LITTLE GEORGE
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"Come on up, Amber. We have to head home." He rose and held out his hand towards me. I shook my head. "I can manage. You go and start the car. Get it running. I just need a moment to breathe," I uttered. I could barely recognize my voice. It was rusty, and I felt pains in the back of my throat when I spoke. Scrambling to my feet, I sighed. "Well. This is it. I'm only leaving this place, but you're forever in my heart." The scorching desert sun bore down on my weary shoulders as I stumbled towards the car. The weight of grief still sat heavy in my chest. All I wanted to do was escape the suffocating air of this wilderness. As I neared the car, my vision blurred, and the world around me swirled into an incoherent mess of colors. Darkness crept in, swallowing my consciousness, and I crumpled to the ground. "Amber!" I heard Moore's panicked cry a distance away, and the shuffling of his footfalls as he rushed to my side to gather my fragile form into his arms. "Amber, Amber are
I Married My Grumpy Patient! 160- YOU AND ME, FOREVER
"No, Moore," I replied, my voice heavy with determination. "She's cost me too much. We did the same with Louisa, and she only escaped. I won't let Alicia slip through our fingers again." "Amber, we will make sure the police do their job well if that's what you're afraid of. But we can't take the laws into our hands just like that. Let's follow due processes," Moore's voice pleaded with me from the driver's seat, his words laced with reason and the hope for justice. He tried to convince me that we should turn Alicia over to the police, and let them handle the consequences of her actions. But I couldn't bring myself to comply. Not this time. The weight of our past, the pain Alicia had inflicted upon me, resurfaced with every word. Forgiveness and love had always been one-sided, a futile attempt on my part to salvage what was lost. Now, it was time for me to take control of my destiny. And that will begin by making sure that nobody, starting with Alicia, could ever hurt me or my love
I Married My Grumpy Patient! 159- LET US START AGAIN, FAR WAY.
Moore was quiet. I couldn't blame him. My heart was too heavy, and what I was feeling could not be expressed in words. But his care, concern, and need to make me feel better warmed my heart. The door swung open, and the person responsible for our abduction finally stepped into the room. "It's about time you showed yourself, coward," Moore bit out at the approaching figure who didn't spare him a glance. She was focused on me. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes locked with familiar orbs. No way. This could not be. But it was: Alicia, my step-sister. The one who had torn our family and separated me from Moore all those years ago. The mix of anger and fear welled up inside me, but I held my ground, refusing to show any sign of weakness. "Well, well, well! We meet again, sister," she sneered and cackled, swinging a silver Swiss Army paring knife. I was sorely tempted to scream at her and wipe that smirk off her face, but I pulled myself together. Don't give her satisfaction. Alic
I Married My Grumpy Patient! 158- I HATE THIS. ALL OF IT
Mum and Christie… They were dead. How? Why? My heart pounded and a pool of tears found its way to the back of my eyes. They threatened to pour as I stared at Moore hastily driving towards the house. The tires screeched and he drove past other cars. With the way he drove, every other person could tell it was an emergency — an emergency because I needed to see him. I wasn't able to believe it. No, my dreaded thoughts couldn't have come to reality. Mum and Christie couldn't be dead. I'm sure the call was a prank call. I was excited yesterday — I was problem-free. It couldn't have happened. My Christie will be safe. But then it rang in my head again. If Christie was in danger, then it was my fault. I was probably the worst mother on earth. We left France in the morning. We took the next flight back here. I needed to be sure the call was fake; I needed Mum and Christie here with me. Thankfully, Moore's car came to a halt in our compound and I rushed out. I picked up my heels
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I exhaled as I held onto the luggage. After Mum eavesdropped on the conversation, she offered to protect Christie. She insisted Moore and I went on a honeymoon A weird feeling tugged at my chest and worry filled my heart. Dreadful images filled my brain as I thought of it. Is it safe to leave Christie alone? I shut my eyes as I pondered on it. Of course, it was, my prolactin hormone was just at work. Christie will be safe. "Amber," Moore called and I opened my eyes. He gave me a warm smile and took the luggage from me while I turned to Christie. After this, I will make sure I get to spend time with her. "Christie" I called and bent down to her level. We were in front of the building about to leave but I had to make sure I talked to her. "Be fine, okay? Mum will come back soon. Take care okay?" Her giggle filled my ears and she pulled me into a hug which I reciprocated. I broke the hug and peppered her face with kisses which made her chortle. She was indeed a sweetheart! "Bye M
I Married My Grumpy Patient! 156- I WILL PROTECT HER.
My chest fell and rose as I watched the police take Louisa. I couldn't believe she had escaped from the prison. I knew she wanted to harm me, she was desperate to cause me pain but I didn't expect her to break away from prison."No, you just can't —" Louisa's protest was cut short when the officers grabbed her arm as they led her to the van. The officer turned to me and I bit hard on my lip.My thoughts had begun to wander off. Will it keep happening over and over again? Did I deserve no peace? Why did Louisa cause me pain on things I didn't know about?I couldn't understand it. I whipped my head to Moore when I felt his soothing touch that caused my heart to pound. He pressed my hand softly and I looked up at him.His eyes held the warmest and softest expression I could read; I could read the hope and pain that hid behind his lids."Stop it. Stop it, Moore, you can't keep touching her that way. I hate it!" Louisa yelled as her eyes bore holes into my skin. Veins popped out on her for
I Married My Grumpy Patient! 155- I BEG YOU.
I sucked in a sharp breath, the pressure pressed down on my neck made it hard for me to even breathe. My head was pressed back hard against the pillow beneath as the figure above me pressed down even harder than before.The darkness made it impossible for me to see who it was, I only felt cold palms grasped at my throat. My eyes flew open in both shock and panic, small ragged gasps escaped my throat as I felt the air start to leave me. My heart, once quickly beating slowed in tempo and my eyes widened in desperation.No, I couldn't die. I can't die just yet — at least not in this way. I couldn't let them kill me like this.Small coughs erupted from my lips, I wheezed, now desperate to survive, and used my last bit of strength to scream for help as I pushed the figure back with all my might.My push made the figure fall to the ground and I used that opportunity to reach for my light lamp as I coughed painfully, and gasped greedily for breath. The lamp came on, its light wasn't bright b
