Nora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind reeling from Alexander's accusations. She turned to Greg, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and disbelief. "You're a school teacher. What is he talking about?Please tell me he's lying," she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion.Greg stood there, his silence deafening. His eyes were downcast, his expression unreadable. Nora's heart sank as she realized that Alexander's words might be true.Alexander's voice cut through the silence, sharp and accusatory. "Greg White, the seemingly innocent school teacher, is nothing more than a cunning businessman, a wolf in sheep's clothing," he declared, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent.Nora felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she reached out for Greg, desperately seeking reassurance. But Greg remained silent, his body rigid and unresponsive.Alexander brought out his phone and tapped on it a few times before shoving it in Nora's face. "Here, take a good look at the real Greg White," A
Nora's heart sank as she pulled into the school parking lot. Greg was nowhere in sight. A knot tightened in her stomach as she realized the inevitable: Kimberly, Graycen's teacher who had been on maternity leave, was back. Nora forced a smile as she greeted Graycen, trying to mask her anxiety. "Nora, I know you might not want to hear this Greg is a good man... ""Kimberly you're right I don't want to hear it.", Nora said cutting Kimberly off. She dropped Graycen off with a hasty goodbye and drove home, her mind replaying all the nasty looks some parents were giving her.As soon as she stepped through her front door, Nora's phone buzzed incessantly. Dread washed over her as she opened her social media app, her eyes widening in horror at the torrent of hate comments flooding her page."She doesn't deserve the prize, "one read, dripping with venom."She slept her way to the price," another sneered, twisting her accomplishments into something sordid."Those lovely designs are not even he
Nora's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped onto the brightly lit stage of the Real Life Talk Show. The audience erupted in applause, their cheers echoing through the studio. She took a deep breath, plastered a smile on her face, and made her way towards the hosts, Carol and Pitt.Carol, with her warm smile and infectious laugh, and Pitt, with his sharp wit and easy charm, had hosted the show for ten years, making it a staple in the lives of many viewers. Nora had been a fan of the show for years, and it was an honour to be sitting across from them, even if the circumstances weren't ideal."Hello, Nora," Carol greeted her with her signature welcoming tone. "It's a pleasure having you here.""Thank you for having me," Nora replied, her voice slightly shaky despite her practised smile.Pitt leaned forward, his gaze piercing yet sympathetic. "It's been quite a week for you, Nora," he remarked."Yes, it has," Nora acknowledged, her smile faltering slightly. "I've experienced the high
Mary opened the car door and said, "I will be inside." She then walked to the house. Nora was left sitting in the car, her mind racing with thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she got out of the car and walked past Greg. However, Greg quickly stopped her by grabbing her hand."Please, Nora," Greg pleaded. "I need to talk to you."Nora turned to face Greg, her emotions a jumbled mess that she couldn't put into words. "Please, Nora," Greg repeated, his voice filled with desperation. "Give me a chance to explain."Greg gently led Nora to his car, still holding her hand tightly. "Nora," he began, his eyes filled with sincerity. "I never meant to hurt you. I love you."Before Nora could react, Greg pulled her into a passionate kiss, his lips moving against hers with a fervour that made her heart race. She tried to push him away, but he held her captive, his tongue exploring the depths of her mouth.He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer so that she could feel his now erect dick. She pushed an
Nora's mind was still reeling from Vivian's call that morning, her heart heavy with worry for her friend Veronica. As she drove Graycen to school that morning, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in her stomach."Mom," Graycen called out, her voice breaking the silence. "Are you and Mr. Greg fighting?"Nora's heart skipped a beat. She knew this question was coming eventually, but she hadn't prepared herself for how it would feel to hear it from her own daughter's lips."Sweetie," Nora began, her voice soft and reassuring, "Mr. Greg and I are fine. He's just been busy with work lately."Graycen's brow furrowed, her eyes filled with confusion. "But I miss him," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Can I talk to him through your phone?"Nora hesitated for a moment, her mind wrestling with the conflicting emotions that swirled within her. On one hand, she didn't want to expose Graycen to the turmoil of her relationship with Greg. On the other hand, she co
Sebastian was about to leave the hospital when his phone buzzed with an incoming call from Alexander. His voice sounded strained and unusual, and before Sebastian could inquire about the matter, Alexander abruptly ended the call.Puzzled by Alexander's strange behaviour, Sebastian decided to wait for an hour at the hospital before heading home. He couldn't tell if Alexander was planning to meet him or not, but the urgency in his voice had left him with an uneasy feeling.Sebastian's excitement about returning to modelling was palpable. He had spent the past few months in an African country volunteering with Doctors Without Borders, and while he found the experience deeply fulfilling, he yearned to be back in front of the camera.Modelling was more than just a job for Sebastian; it was his passion. He relished the creative process, the collaboration with other artists, and the opportunity to showcase his unique persona. Despite his success as a doctor, modelling held a special place in
"We are done here," Nora said to Sebastian, her voice firm yet laced with a hint of sadness. She pulled away from him, her body instinctively seeking the comforting presence of Greg.Sebastian, sensing the shift in Nora's demeanour and the unspoken invitation to leave, nodded curtly. He turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing in the silence that had descended upon them.Greg watched Sebastian's retreating figure, his brow furrowed in concern. He then turned his attention to Nora. Although he was curious about what had transpired, he didn't want to ask questions that would annoy her."Let's go in," Nora said, her voice barely above a whisper. She led Greg into the house, the weight of the recent confrontation pressing heavily upon her.As they entered the living room, Nora's mother, Amanda, greeted them with a warm smile. "Dinner is ready," she announced, her voice filled with the familiar rhythm of domesticity.Nora nodded gratefully, her mind momentarily distracted from the turm
Nora stood in Sandra Spears' opulent office, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. The air was thick with anticipation as she waited for Sandra to finish her pitch meeting. Her mind drifted back to her first meeting with Sandra, a time when her life was simpler, filled with her passion for fashion and the excitement of launching her own brand. Now, she was faced with a situation that threatened to unravel her carefully constructed world.Sandra's assistant led Nora into Sandra's private office. The room was a testament to Sandra's impeccable taste, with sleek furniture and stylish décor. Nora took a seat, her eyes scanning the room as she waited for Sandra's arrival.Moments later, Sandra entered, her presence radiating an aura of power and confidence. She exchanged pleasantries with Nora, her smile warm and inviting. Once Sandra was settled behind her desk, she turned her attention to Nora, her eyes filled with a hint of seriousness."I'm glad you could come, Nora," Sandra sai
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