The morning sun painted the sky with hues of golden rays, casting a serene glow over the bustling city of Kentucky, a heavily pregnant young lady stepped out of the grocery shop, her blonde hair blended in with the bright rays of the sun, the gentle breeze played with her hair, and the air carried the sweet scent of fresh blooming flowers outside the nearby stall. A gentle smile grazed Sophia's lips as she felt a slight kick in her abdomen, at the same time, her face pulled into a frown as she felt a sharp pain in her lower back, she released a sharp breath and sat on the bench placed outside the grocery shop. She recently found out she was going to have twins, and as her due date came closer, she had been receiving strong kicks from her babies, still unsure of what gender they were. It's been eight months already, Sophia sighed. She's already Eight months pregnant. Eight months since she left Evermore. Eight months fr
In her private office at the hospital, a young woman took a moment to relax. She swiveled in her chair, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. The gentle sunbeams filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on her, and an air of elegance surrounded her. Her eyes, previously closed, blinked open as she looked around her office. Her gaze lingered on the wall adorned with framed certificates and awards, evidence of her hard-earned achievements over the past five years. Among them, a framed picture caught her attention. It depicted her standing proudly with her twins, Aiden and Adeline, one on each side. Sophia sighed as she gently brushed her hair away from her face, feeling the exhaustion seep into her bones. Glancing at her wristwatch, she noticed that the school's closing hours had come and gone, and the twins were likely already home. The weight of her demanding work schedule had left her with little time to spend with them this week. A pang of guilt tug
"No. He wouldn't be there," Sophia finally answered. "It's not a problem, Mommy. Just having you here means everything to me. I'm sure Adeline feels the same way. Besides, it's time we stop dwelling on him," he said, his gaze shifting to his sister. His serious expression added years to his young face, causing a pang of sorrow in Sophia's heart. "I read a quote in a book I came across on your table a while back," Aiden said with a smile. "It said, 'People make time for what they value,' so maybe he's just too busy to spend time with us. Or check up on us."Sophia's heart sank at his words. She couldn't help but wonder how quickly her children were growing up. This wasn't how a five-year-old should be. They were supposed to be lively, full of life, and surrounded by the abundant love of both parents. Aiden seemed to be handling it better than his sister, but she knew that those who tried to hide their pain behind a facade of strength were often the ones hurting the most.
In the stillness of midnight, Sophia lay cocooned in the embrace of deep slumber, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight seeping through the curtains. The silence of the night was abruptly shattered by the intrusive ring of her phone, perched on the bedside table. Her face pulled into a deep frown and she stirred in her sleep, reaching out for the pillows and covering her ears, choosing to ignore the call. After a long day at the hospital, she returned a few hours ago and had to tuck the twins to sleep before she came into her room barely an hour ago, and just when she was settling and drifting to sleep, the caller decided to interrupt. The caller seemed persistent, as her phone kept on ringing aggressively. Sophia cried out, before reaching for the phone, failing to check the caller ID as she answered the call. "Dr. Sophia Smith, speaking. How may I assist you?" she muttered, her tone precise, rising to sit up on the bed and turn on the bedside lamp, trying to blin
"Sophia, this had better be a damned one-off, or your future here is toast! And I'll personally ensure you pay dearly for it!" "If there's one thing a doctor should never do," Dr. Sarah began, her tone sharp as a scalpel, "it's to walk into an operating room or commence a procedure with a heart full of conflicting emotions! With the accolades you've received in this hospital, I'm certain you need no reminder of this fundamental rule. Yet, you faltered the moment you stepped inside!" It was 10 AM the next morning, and Sophia found herself seated in Dr. Sarah Mitchell's office, the assistant to the Chief of Surgical Service Director. Dr. Mitchell, a young woman with honey-blonde hair, exuded an air of disapproval that hung heavily in the room. Her demeanor toward Sophia was far from friendly, as her interactions were marked by a noticeable coldness and rudeness, making the atmosphere tense and uncomfortable. Sophia wasn't supposed to be here. She was meant to be with
Sophia's gaze was drawn to the nurse outside, who was now encircled by a small group, her forehead showing signs of injury. To either side of the door, two armed men stood guard. But she was more surprised about the fact that none of his family members were present."Did the patient cause this?" She inquired, facing the injured nurse, and the chief, a middle-aged man with glasses and dark hair, nodded. He stood by the side of the door, his back resting against the wall, his furrowed brows revealing the stress he was already under. "I'm entirely uncertain about the cause of the patient's sudden agitation. That's why I requested for you," he uttered, his voice thoughtful. "Maybe you should attempt to engage in a conversation with him," he suggested.Before Sophia could respond, he added, "You're the only doctor on duty who can handle this patient. Please be cautious." With that, he gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder and departed."Should we consider getting a psychiatrist?" Arie
Sophia felt a sudden rush of sweat as the room grew uncomfortably warm, and his intense gaze remained locked on her eyes. She finally mustered the courage to ask, "How do you know about the twins?""I searched for you, Sophia," he admitted, his eyes revealing regret and longing. "You weren't in the country, or else I would have found you. I learned about them after your return.""How long have you known?" Sophia's voice trembled, her clenched fists betraying her emotions. The fact that he had known about Aiden and Adeline all this time, yet never reached out, infuriated her."I knew about the twins from the moment you set foot back in the country," Alex confessed through clenched teeth. "It's been three years. I spotted you and the twins, but I couldn't bring myself to reveal my presence. There were...complications.""Can I meet them?" Alex asked, his pale green eyes bore into her, his voice low - his gaze dropping briefly before locking onto Sophia's face, even behind her mask, recog
Hearing the loud, disruptive voice that barged into the room, Alex remained unfazed and calmly used one of the pillows to cover his ears before muttering "Shut the hell up! This is a hospital, and you're being obnoxiously loud!""For someone who injured a nurse, you have no right to lecture me on hospital etiquette!" Matt, with his chiseled jaw and intense brown eyes, shot Alex a stern look as he entered the room. His dark hair, slightly tousled, added to his rugged charm. He dropped himself heavily onto the couch, his sleeves rolled up to reveal intricate tattoos that snaked down his forearms.He had just arrived at the hospital a few minutes ago and he overheard a few of the nurses talking about an aggressive patient in the hospital who pursued his attending nurses from his room and threw a mug at one. Matt had laughed at how ridiculous that sounded, thinking the patient might be mentally unstable.Only to end up finding out that this patient was none other than Alex.Matthew Carson
Sophia stood at the door to Alex’s room, contemplating whether to actually go inside and ask if he had a hand in everything being wiped out all of a sudden. She had a feeling it must have been him because there was no one else who could have done such a thing. She just wanted to confirm, Sophia reminded herself. It wasn’t like she had come up to his room for another reason; it was only to confirm if he had a hand in all the media outlets suddenly dropping the topic about the allegations. She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Knock. Knock. After a couple of minutes, no one answered. She couldn't hear any movement from inside, either. Frowning in confusion, she knocked once again but was only met with silence. Without another thought, she slowly pushed the door open, and as soon as she stepped inside, she was met with an empty room. Her brows creased, and she glanced over at the bathroom door. “Alex?” she called out after a moment, but no answer came. Wher
The hospital was buzzing with gossips and rumours, and in just a span of a little past 42 hours since the news was out, every single room in Greenwood hospital was talking about the same incident. Sophia couldn't simply act deaf to every single thing, but she was trying to. She had much more on her plate to be bothered about the rumors. “Good morning, Doc Soph!” She walked past a couple of nurses who were standing around together and whispering something to themselves, but as soon as they saw her, they simply spared her warm smiles and greeted her. “Good morning,” Choosing to ignore whatever they might have been saying, Sophia returned the smile and kept on walking. Her gaze dropped to her watch, and a frown curved up her brows when she noticed the time was already as late as 10 A.M. It was a very unusual time for her to come to work. But she couldn't help it; the director had urged her to stay back at home till the reporters trooping out of the hospital were sent away. D
Patricia let out a shaky breath, and she didn't realize when tears started streaming out of her eyes slowly. Sophia could clearly see through her distress, but they needed to get this done with, because she was just as determined to help Patricia. Right from the day she met her in the hospital, heavily pregnant with fear shimmering in her eyes. Patricia pressed her lips into a thin line, thinking it through thoroughly. She wanted a way out. She was tired of living in a family where her husband didn't care about her. Where her husband was just like a pawn to his mother. She wanted a better life for her daughters, a life where them being females aren't pointed out as a disappointment, a disadvantage, or even a flaw. She looked back up at Sophia, wiping the tears from her eyes. “I... I don’t even know where I’d go,” she admitted in a low voice. “I don’t have anyone else, no family, no friends. I don't have anyone,” her shoulders dropped, and her gaze lowered. Sophia’s expr
Sophia stepped out of the elevator, and she glanced around. Rather than make her way straight to the security office to confirm the footage Ariella had mentioned about, she came this way instead. She turned around the hall and stopped in front of a room, staring inside through the window. Her eyes squinted at the young mother who was standing by the window, with both of her babies cradled on each arm. A frown curved up Sophia's expression when she noticed Patricia was alone. Something that hardly happens, because her mother-in-law was usually there. With one glance around the hallway, she knocked slightly on the door, and when she didn't get a response, she was just about to open the door, but the footsteps approaching the door from inside made her stay still for a moment. Knock. Knock. She knocked on the door again and opened it slowly; at the same time, Patricia got to the door, and before Sophia could push it open, the young mother slammed it closed. Beyond shoc
Sophia walked down the hallway absentmindedly; she wasn't certain about what to think of anymore. And despite trying to shove all thoughts of Alex away, it proved difficult to. A tired sigh escaped from her lips, and she brushed her blonde, silky hair to the back with her fingers before making another turn and entering the elevator. Her gaze slid to the time on her wristwatch, and a frown curved her expression when she noticed something amiss. She turned rigid on the spot and looked up from her wristwatch when she realized she had forgotten her bag in his room. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she contemplated going back to get it, but she didn't want to go back to his room. At least not today anymore. She wasn't certain where they stood; after hearing all he said, she would be lying if she said the walls around her heart didn't shatter the slightest. He didn't submit the divorce papers, which meant… They were still legally married. Her throat tightened at the thought. Neith
Feeling suddenly suffocated on the tight space of the hospital room, Sophia breathed. She couldn't hold back anymore, she was full blown putting her emotions out. “We were married, but you hardly slept at home. And I was always alone at every moment, wondering how to make things better with you.” She choked out a sob and stiffened, immediately wiping the tears off her eyes. Why was she crying? She had already convinced herself to this point that she didn't care anymore and that she wouldn't be vulnerable in anyone's presence, and especially not his. But soon as the memories crashed into her head, she felt like her heart had been split into two, each part filled with nothing but pain. “I was young, naive, and in love with you, yet you tore me apart so much and left me all alone.” She turned fully to him, and Alex stared at her, just as ready to face all her words. She pointed at his chest, “We were married for one year. We had one year to get to know each other, and I
“You never what?” Sophia asked again, completely baffled as she stared deeply at Alex. She couldn't comprehend his words. What exactly did he mean by he never submitted the divorce papers? Why didn't he submit them? Why? Why! In her state of utter shock, she hadn't realized how close Alex had gotten to her. Alex’s gaze was on her, gauging through her reaction; she didn't seem pleased at all, and he wasn't certain how to feel about that. But there was a deep pang of hurt that seeped through his heart. “I never submitted them,” he repeated, feeling the air between them grow tenser than it had been earlier, “I couldn't,” he added. Sophia didn't say anything at all; she just stared at him. Her expression was just as conflicting as she was feeling. Shocked? Confused? her emotions were all over the place. Alex continued, “I wanted to take my words back, but I couldn't. I've been trapped with regret and guilt ever since that night. I shouldn't have treated you that w
Alex's gaze snapped to Sophia, his warm, pale green eyes widened subtly in surprise. He hadn’t expected her to remember that. Realization hit Sophia as his gaze burned through her. She bit her tongue lightly and immediately added, “Just like a lot of people out there are.” Alex swallowed; his Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he tried to hold back the rush of emotions that her words stirred up inside him. “You remember?” His voice was low, almost as if he couldn’t believe it. Sophia didn't respond to that; instead, she quickly changed the topic, “You should eat your fruits. Your meal might be brought in anytime soon.” He didn't comply immediately; he kept his gaze on her and watched as Sophia walked over to the couch. Without another word, Alex nodded slowly and glanced at the plate of peeled fruits, his eyes pierced through the apples, and he released
Emily spared her a skeptical look; it looked like she wanted to say something, but decided not to when she felt the gazes on her. “I hope you stick to your words.“ She scowled. “I will.“ Sophia assured her with a tight smile. Without another word, Emily huffed a breath and walked to the door, stepping outside the room and not glancing back for once. The moment she left, silence filtered into the room. Sophia let out a deep sigh before turning around to find the three gazes on her. Aiden and Adeline were staring at her with worry, while Alex… His gaze was far too intense for her to comprehend. His expression was too deep to point out either. The only thing similar about the pairs of eyes