The air crackled with tension, thick as the smoke curling from the dying fire. Greg's skin prickled under the weight of his brothers' gazes, each one a laser beam of suspicion. He knew the question hanging in the air was a loaded one, a grenade waiting to detonate the fragile peace."Theodore," he began, his voice tight with barely suppressed anger, "this isn't the time or place for this."But his father, Herbert, cut him off, his voice booming like a cannon across the clearing. "Son," he said, his gaze unwavering, "you're a grown man, you're your own master. You don't have to answer to anyone…" He paused, taking a long swig from his beer bottle, the clinking echoing in the silence. "But we're family, Greg. And family thrives on accountability. So, tell us, what did you do with two hundred million dollars?""He bought a property for her", Theodore said.Theodore's pronouncement, like a stone tossed into a still pond, sent ripples of shock through everyone.Greg heard some people in t
The whistle died a sudden death, replaced by a chilling silence that seemed to crackle like a dying campfire. Greg's blood froze in his veins. The door opened and out came Samuel. Of all the people, Greg thought would be in that shower, Samuel wasn't one of them. He stood rooted to the spot, a fly trapped in amber, as the bathroom door creaked open.He was dripping wet with a towel precariously draped around his waist. His hair clung to his forehead, his eyes, wide with surprise, flickered to Greg before settling on Miley.The air thrummed with unspoken accusations. Greg's mind reeled, his carefully constructed reality dissolving like cheap sandcastles under a tidal wave. It was Samuel, his best friend, the voice of caution, the one who'd questioned Evergreen, who was in his fiancé's apartment, in her bed.Before Greg could even articulate the torrent of questions roaring within him, his body, fueled by a primal cocktail of shock and betrayal, made the decision for him. He turned and
The sterile smell of disinfectant washed over Nora as she pushed through the automatic doors of the hospital, Sebastian's mother's distraught voice still echoing in her ears. Each heartbeat thrummed a frantic rhythm against her ribs, an unwelcome counterpoint to the muffled beeps and chimes within.The hallway, once a sterile conduit to healing, now stretched before her like a tunnel of dread. Neon signs cast an eerie glow on pale walls, every passing nurse a spectral reminder of the fragility of life. Her feet, leaden with unspoken fears, led her to the room number etched into her memory. She charged to the ICU Sebastian had been admitted but his bed was occupied by someone else. Panic clawed at Nora's throat as she reached the designated ICU room. Its emptiness slammed into her with the force of a train. Where was Sebastian? Where was his bed, the sterile wires snaking around his still form, the rhythmic beep of the monitor offering a fragile heartbeat of hope? Nora broke into a s
Nora poured out her heart to her friend, every word laden with the weight of her emotions. "I had to spill everything when he showed up, demanding a place in his daughter's life. I couldn't allow it, not when I knew Sebastian is Graycen's father," Nora confessed, her voice tinged with a mixture of guilt and desperation, while Veronica, sensing the intensity, encouraged her to continue."He handled it surprisingly well," Nora continued, her tone carrying a hint of disbelief and vulnerability. "I was genuinely taken aback. I thought he had changed. While I was grappling with the Greg situation that blew up in my face and made me trending topic, Sebastian resurfaced. You know I've been dodging him for years," she admitted, her words reflecting the years of avoidance."Yeah, and I have told you countless times to hear him out," Veronica reminded her, a touch of frustration in her voice.Nora nodded, a heavy sigh escaping her. "You did, but I was ashamed. I couldn't face him, especially kno
Nora Johnson had always been the quiet, artistic soul, lost in the world of sketchpads and dreams. This summer, those dreams took an unexpected turn at Meadowridge Lake's youth camp.The sun-drenched days were spent beneath the azure sky, the air filled with the laughter of teenagers and the scent of adventure. Meadowridge Lake camp had a magic of its own, and little did Nora know, it was about to sprinkle a bit of that magic into her life.It all began when Veronica, her vivacious friend, spotted Nora stealing glances at a certain someone across the campfire. Alexander Steele, the enigmatic and undoubtedly attractive boy who seemed to carry an air of mischief about him."He looks good to look at, but he, Alexander, can be a royal jerk," Veronica warned, nudging Nora playfully.Nora just smiled, dismissing Veronica's cautionary words. What harm could a summer crush do, after all?True to Veronica's prediction, Vivian, Veronica's twin sister, decided to give Nora the full scoop on Alex
Nora hurriedly went to the adjoining room to grab diapers and wipes. In those few moments, the course of their lives took a tragic turn. When she returned, her heart sank at the sight before her – Saint was choking.Panic gripped the room, and they rushed the baby to the nearest medical facility. The air was thick with fear and desperation. Nora clutched the baby in her trembling hands, unable to comprehend the nightmare unfolding. She was gone for only a few seconds, everything looked like a dream. The medical staff, usually so composed, now moved with urgency. The emergency room door swung open, and they took Saint from Nora's arms. Nora followed them still in shock, her mind couldn't comprehend what was going on. "wait here Ma'am", a nurse said and Nora stopped in her tracks. Time seemed to stand still as the medical team worked frantically, trying to save the precious life hanging in the balance.The waiting room felt like a vacuum of despair, where each second stretched into an
Nora strained to make eye contact with Veronica, attempting to convey urgency through her gaze, but Veronica seemed oblivious to the silent plea. "Come on in," Alexander insisted, and Veronica, unaware of the danger that lurked within, entered the house. As soon as Veronica shut the door behind her, the atmosphere in the room shifted.Alexander, swift and decisive, revealed the gun, his voice a low, menacing growl, "Sit your pregnant self down there." Nora's heart pounded, and Veronica gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "What is going on here?" Veronica asked, her voice trembling, as she nervously took a seat beside Nora's anxious parents. The tension in the room thickened, the unspoken threat hanging in the air, creating an unsettling silence broken only by the muffled sounds of the outside world."You see, Veronica, I was about to rid the world of this woman. She killed my son and cheated on me," Alexander declared, resuming the menacing position of pointing the gun at Nora's templ
Nora's agitation echoed through the room, her pacing a reflection of the turmoil within. Greg, realizing the depth of his misstep, remained silent, acutely aware that words could only deepen the rift."You mean you gave my daughter a cellphone without talking to me first?" Nora said she couldn't believe Graycen had started keeping secrets from her. She continued her restless pacing, each step punctuating her growing annoyance. "It is the audacity for me," she muttered, more to herself than to Greg.Greg attempted to explain, "I only did that because she had been crying to her teacher that she wanted to see me."Nora halted abruptly, turning to face him with a mix of incredulity and anger. "How come her teacher didn't tell me she'd rather call you, as her father or what?" Her eyes bore into Greg, demanding an explanation, Greg knew better than to speak. The room, once a haven from external turmoil, now reverberated with the tension between them. Nora's frustration hung heavy, an unspo
Before Nora's wedding, Nora had followed Greg to New York to see his family. Nora could see that they were really happy to finally meet her. One afternoon, she decided to spend time with Veronica, who was staying at her parents' home. As they sipped on glasses of apple juice, Nora expressed disbelief, "I can't believe they put you on bed rest."Veronica, reclining on the couch with her feet up, sighed, "Hmm, it's best to be safe than sorry. I can't wait to hold my baby in my arms." Suddenly, Veronica screamed, causing Nora to jump. "Are you okay?" Nora asked, hastily setting the glass down.Veronica, a mix of excitement and panic on her face, managed to say, "Call my mom, Nora. My water just broke."Nora's heart lurched in her chest as Veronica's panicked cry echoed through the room. The calm afternoon chat was shattered, replaced by a sudden urgency. Springing into action, Nora grabbed her phone and dialled Veronica's mother's number."Mom! It's Nora," she said, her voice trembling
Nora felt a rush of emotions. She hadn't expected this, and the genuine love in Greg's eyes overwhelmed her. "Yes, Greg, a thousand times yes," she replied with tears of joy in her eyes. Greg slid the ring onto her finger, and they sealed the moment with a tender kiss.Nora and Greg spent the rest of the night enjoying each other's body. Greg was such a passionate and creative lover. Later in the night, he brought in a bowl of ice cream, by the time they were done, Nora knew she would always blush anytime she thought of ice cream. The things they did, Greg licked the ice cream off her nipples and Nora heard herself moaning his name out loud. Early in the morning at about five in the morning, Nora was driving back to her parent's home. She didn't want Graycen waking up to her absence. As she turned the steering wheel, her eyes rested briefly on her ring. It was so beautiful, so exquisite. Greg had great taste.Nora remembered how she had mailed Alexander's ring back to him after the
In the hushed atmosphere of the doctor's office, Alexander and Nora found themselves ensconced in an uneasy quiet. The ticking of the clock echoed with the rhythm of their anxious hearts as they awaited the revelation that would connect the threads of their lives to an unseen benefactorThe sterile walls, adorned with medical charts and diplomas, seemed to amplify the gravity of the situation. Nora's fingers absentmindedly traced patterns on the armrest of her chair, a nervous habit that betrayed the storm of emotions brewing within her. Alexander, ever the stoic figure, sat beside her, his eyes fixated on the door as if willing it to open and unveil the secret they had been yearning to unravel.The doctor, a composed figure in a white coat, entered the room. Her demeanour carried a blend of empathy and professionalism, a delicate balance that bespoke her years of dealing with the intricacies of life and death. She explained the procedure they were about to undergo, the potential outco
The sterile walls of the doctor's office seemed to shrink as Nora and Alexander sat, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. An hour had passed since the doctor's cryptic message, each tick of the clock stretching into an eternity. Finally, the doctor entered, her face unreadable."I have some news," she began, her voice a low hum in the tense silence. "We have a match."Nora's breath hitched. "A match?" she choked out, disbelieving."Yes," the doctor confirmed, a hint of a smile gracing her lips. "We had several potential donors come forward, and we've found a perfect match for your bone marrow transplant, Mr. Steele."Tears welled up in Nora's eyes, blurring the doctor's features. The dam within her broke, and a torrent of emotions cascaded down her cheeks. Relief, joy, disbelief - they all warred within her, leaving her speechless. Alexander, his hand clasped tightly in hers, squeezed gently, a silent echo of the storm raging within him.The doctor reached out, offering a tissue box
The door creaked open, revealing Alexander lying pale against the sterile white sheets. An IV drip snaked its way up his arm, the rhythmic drip-drop the only sound in the otherwise hushed room. Relief washed over Nora like a tidal wave, momentarily erasing the frantic worry that had clawed at her insides all morning. He was alive.Hesitantly, she approached the bedside, her eyes scanning his face for any sign of pain. His features were relaxed, seemingly lost in sleep. But the dark circles beneath his eyes and the pallor of his skin spoke of a battle fought. Tears welled up in Nora's eyes, blurring the image before her.Suddenly, a nurse in crisp blue scrubs appeared at the doorway. "Doctor Thompson would like to see you in her office."Nora nodded, wiping her tears with a shaky hand. She needed answers. What had happened? Was he going to be okay? Following the nurse, her every step echoed with unspoken questions.Doctor Thompson, a woman with kind eyes and a reassuring smile, gesture
Unfortunately, you are not a bone marrow match for Alexander."Nora's heart juddered to a halt, the doctor's words echoing in the sterile void. Her vision blurred, and a choked gasp escaped her lips. Alexander's hand, warm and comforting, found hers, but it did little to soothe the storm raging within. Disappointment, fear, and a flicker of something she couldn't quite place – a cocktail of emotions churned in her stomach, leaving a metallic taste on her tongue.The doctor's voice continued, offering options, hope, but Nora was lost in the world of her own thoughts. Every word blurred into a distant hum, her focus solely on the image of Graycen, small and innocent, asleep in her bed. A pang of unbearable pain tore through Nora's chest, the fear for her daughter's future suffocating.Alexander's nudge brought her back to reality . "Let's go," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. Stepping outside, the chill of the night air barely registered against the cold fear gripping her hea
One week after Nora found out about Alexander's health condition her mind was constantly worried. Alexander was carrying on as if everything was right with the world, he spent every afternoon with his daughter and sometimes Nora would tag along on their little outings. They hadn't discussed the status of their relationship yet and Nora wasn't ready for that talk yet. That was why when Alexander invited her to be his date at an event she found it awkward and difficult to say no to him. As they sat in the back seat of Alexander's Rolls Royce, neither of them spoke to each other. Nora looked exquisite and she knew it, she was wearing one of the designs from her fashion line. It was a pale blue one-shoulder Grecian gown and the pearly bejewelled headpiece she had on matched the bejewelled belt that cinched the gown in at the waist showing off her hourglass shape. John Mason, a renowned hotelier, had just unveiled his five-star masterpiece, and the crème de la crème of New York City were
Alexander's words, calm on the surface but laced with desperation, hung heavy in the air. "I just... I didn't know how to tell you," he stammered, his gaze flickering between Nora and the envelope on the table.Nora's voice, laced with a tremor she couldn't control, cut through the silence. "Didn't know how to tell me you have leukaemia?" she echoed, the words raw and sharp. "But how could you do this, Alexander? How could you keep such a thing from me?"Nora was in a state of shock and so was Veronica. After calling and telling Nora what was written on the test result, she picked up her phone and went through the result again. From the result, Alexander just had a few months left. Veronica shook her head at the futility of life, she couldn't believe that Alexander was sick. The Alexander that used to physically and emotionally abuse Nora wasn't immortal after all. Tears welled up in Nora's eyes, blurring the vision of the envelope clutched in her hand. The medical jargon swam before
Nora couldn't sleep that night. She kept turning in bed, feeling anxious. Each time she called Alexander, he didn't pick up, making her worry even more. Why did he take their daughter to the hospital without telling her?Graycen's innocent words, "Dad took me to the hospital," kept replaying in her mind, making her angrier. She imagined scary scenes of needles and hospital rooms, making her more upset.Underneath her anger, a deeper fear crept in. What if something was seriously wrong with Graycen, and Alexander wasn't telling her? This thought scared her even more, and the quietness in her house made everything heavier.Miles away, Alexander was in a hospital bed, surrounded by machines. He was in a deep sleep because of the medicines, and his body was undergoing a treatment Nora knew nothing about. The machines beeped softly, creating a contrast to the chaos in Nora's heart.As the night went on, Nora's face showed the pain she felt. The questions, fear, and silence became suffocati