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In his eyes Put the gun down
The shock of the gunshot still hung heavy in the air as Nora's heart hammered against her ribs. Seeing Sebastian sprawled on the floor, blood staining his shirt, sent a wave of terror crashing over her. But before she could fully react, Alexander loomed over them, the glint of the gun in his hand as cold as the fear twisting in her gut."Alexander, please," Nora pleaded, her voice thick with raw emotion. "Put the gun down. This doesn't have to end like this."Ignoring her, Alexander's gaze flickered to Sebastian, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and hurt. "You lied to me," he growled, his voice laced with venom. "You betrayed me.""You should at least let me explain," Sebastian rasped, his voice weak from the pain. "What do you have to explain? Why did it have to be my best friend?", Alexander queried. Nora got on her knees beside Sebastian, she took out her handkerchief from her purse and scrunched it together and placed it on the gaping wound. Taking a deep breath, Nora knew
In his eyes Please Alexander
The doctor returned to request blood tests from Nora and Alexander to determine compatibility for donating to Sebastian. Nora swiftly agreed to the blood test, rushing in to have her blood drawn. Upon returning to the waiting area, she found Alexander still seated, seemingly unmoved."Are you not going to get your blood tested?" Nora's gaze drilled into him, a mix of frustration and urgency in her voice.Alexander remained silent, his demeanour unyielding."As the one who fired the shot, I'd expect you to be more concerned about his life," Nora's words held an edge, speaking through clenched teeth, betraying her frustration.A heavy silence hung between them, the gravity of the situation amplifying the tension. Nora's plea for him to contribute to Sebastian's chance of survival lingered in the air, awaiting a response that seemed to teeter on the edge of uncertainty."Please, Alexander," she pleaded, her voice raw with emotion. "Just do it. For Sebastian."Alexander remained where he
In his eyes Spotlight
"The operation itself was successful but Sebastian developed some complications. Partly due to how long it took for him to be brought here. He has Pulmonary Contusion and Hemothorax", the doctor said.The doctor's words hung heavy in the air, a leaden weight pressing down on their collective breath. Relief had morphed into a chilling fear, a new understanding of the precarious hold Sebastian had on life. While the operation itself had been a success, the journey to recovery seemed fraught with unexpected hurdles."Pulmonary contusion and hemothorax," Vettel repeated the doctor's jargon, his voice laced with confusion and growing panic. "Can you… could you explain in simpler terms? What, exactly, is happening to my son?"The doctor, sensing their desperation, softened his tone. "Imagine the lungs as delicate, sensitive balloons," he began. "The trauma from the bullet, even though it missed vital organs, caused bruising and internal bleeding - the contusion - just like if you squeezed th
In his eyes Stage lights
The stage lights glinted off Greg's tailored brown blazer, throwing his well-fitted blue t-shirt into sharp relief. He looked almost…different. Gone were the plain shirts and boring sweaters he wore when he was Graycen's teacher. That version of Greg was replaced by a modern, laid-back sophistication. The way his blue trousers mirrored the t-shirt, the stylish leather shoes completing the ensemble – it was a studied effortlessness, exuding a quiet confidence Nora almost hadn't recognized.As Greg approached, greeting her with a hug, Nora felt a flicker of something within. Was it relief at his presence, a comfort amidst the swirling storm of Angelina's show? Or was it…something more? She couldn't help but steal another glance, she couldn't believe he had successfully fooled her for so long.She had been in a relationship with a billionaire and she had no idea, he had completely deceived her. Angelina's voice broke the spell, her practised warmth as artificial as the studio lights. "Th
In his eyes Caution
The air crackled with hesitant anticipation as Greg took the stage, his gaze searching the sea of faces before landing on Nora. With a deep breath, he began, "When I met Nora, falling in love wasn't even a whisper in the wind. In fact, the last year had been a brutal storm, one that nearly cost me my life."His voice, usually composed and confident, held a tremor that resonated with a raw vulnerability. The audience leaned forward, drawn into the gravity of his words. Memories flickered across his mind -Dripping sophistication and charm, Greg was fully dressed in a black tuxedo. He abhorred social gatherings because most of the time he would have to make small talk with people who didn't know him, people who had their hidden agenda. He enjoyed being backstage running his businesses and growing his empire but today was different. Miley made all the difference, Greg was having all the feelings including butterflies flying around in his tummy. Having spent a whole month in Paris with Mi
In his eyes Dollars
Greg watched as the audience became quiet, they were hanging onto his every word. Even Angelina was caught up in the story but it was Nora’s attention he wanted. He seemed like he was a good storyteller only this wasn’t a story but his life. He lived through the experiences. "Taking Miley to go see my parents was one of the happiest days of my life", Greg began again looking into the audience. "I felt so proud of myself, I had met a woman who was beautiful, graceful with a pure and compassionate heart. I would spend hours going through her website and social media pages, looking at all the charity work she was involved in. My five brothers and their wives had all agreed to come to the farm and meet Miley. I was the last in a family of seven. We had only a sister and although she couldn't make it, she had sent her warmest regards, in her words, ' She is so lucky to have you',", Greg said as he was once again drawn into the scene that day at the farm. Mr and Mrs White, Greg's parents
In his eyes Whistling
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
In his eyes Shower
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
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In his eyes Epilogue
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
In his eyes Angelic
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 his eyes His Eyes
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
In his eyes I have some news
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
In his eyes Bad news
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
In his eyes Last night
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
In his eyes Grecian gown
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
In his eyes It's a lot to ask
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
In his eyes Start talking
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
