MORGANA FOSTERIn just a few minutes after answering a call, Ryan was gone with a flimsy excuse to his family, leaving behind a heavy atmosphere. I tried my best to ignore anything he might cause me.He hadn't given me a single explanation, but I knew he had left to meet Elena.My heart ached, and I had to keep up an awkward smile.By the end of the night, James guided me from the mansion back home. He was a handsome man, too much so to work as a mere driver. Always polite and kind. Treating me much better than my husband.The ride back was silent. James wasn't one for much chatter, and I wasn't much of a talker either.Arriving home, I climbed the stairs with my heels in hand and went straight to the bedroom. I took a hot shower, trying to rid myself of the thought, "What is he doing and with whom is he now?"I stepped out of the shower and put on a white satin nightgown with lace and comfortable panties.As Ryan would probably spend the night with Elena, I left the bedroom door sligh
RYAN BURKEAfter Morgana left, I looked at the papers on the table and began to flip through them. She had indeed signed. My heart had a small twinge of pain, and I didn't understand why the feeling. I had wished for the end of the marriage for a long time and only married that woman because of her father's illness, which eventually softened my heart and made me continue in that foolish contract of my grandfather's. Now there was reluctance within me to sign back and get rid of her.What was wrong then? It's okay that she wasn't a bad wife. In the first year of marriage, she didn't hinder any of my goals or interfere in any way with my relationship with Elena, so understanding. She even cooked some things I liked.I felt a bit of a cad for having an extramarital relationship, but as it was only a nominal marriage, I felt a bit better as time passed. I always went out with Elena for dinners and private parties without causing any major scandal, otherwise, my grandfather would kill me.A
MORGANA FOSTERThe hallway was quiet today at the hospital. We only had one emergency in the morning. A girl had arrived with her leg trapped in a car wheel. It was a simple procedure to remove the tire and a minor surgery to mend the broken bones in her foot with the orthopedic team. Now, I was just walking around and reviewing some of the previous patients' charts."Doctor Foster!" Elliot smiled as he spotted me and walked over. His blonde hair, brown eyes, along with his tall, slender figure made him irresistible. He could easily pass for a model, no doubt.He approached and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "How are you? Enjoying working here?""Hi, Dr. Sharon, I'm loving everything!" I smiled at him and withdrew after the greeting. Such a charming and kind man. "I hope to get into the residency program next year; I'm very excited about the internship results.""I'm glad you're enjoying it! You're an excellent candidate for the residency spot. I'm sure you'll get it," he smiled, encoura
MORGANA FOSTEREverything seemed normal when we arrived at the club. The loud music and flashing lights greeted us. People were dancing in some areas. I scanned the venue, not spotting them."Where are they?" I asked, turning to Bethany. She craned her neck to look around the club and spotted the group of doctors sitting in a reserved area, my eyes following her all the way."I found them!" she said, pulling me by the hand across the hall.They smiled at us, so we made our way over, politely excusing ourselves through the dancers on the dance floor."Ladies!" John Nardek, the cardiac surgeon, was the first to greet us. John was 6'2", with black hair, brown eyes, full, velvety lips. He was wearing a white shirt, light blue jeans, and a black leather jacket outlining his slim figure. It was the first time he had made a greeting outside of the formal setting. He raised a beer glass in a friendly gesture. "Welcome!""Hello!" we replied together, causing laughter.Also there were Jordana Mi
RYAN BURKE"Come on, Ryan, don't be a damn son of a bitch!" exclaimed Stefan. "Why don't you want to sign the divorce? Did you really think Morgana's love would last forever?"I shot him a cold look and scowled, slamming the glass on the table in front of him. Michael laughed at his friend's reaction and choked on his drink, coughing a bit to clear his throat. Stefan widened his eyes but continued: "No. Seriously, man. Did you think you could keep her on the leash while you slept with another woman?" His tone was sarcastic and ironic, making me tighten my jaw."I didn't think anything!" I explained calmly, keeping my eyes serene. "I just don't want to sign this crap just because she wants this shit done quickly."Michael raised his eyebrows, but I remained with my irritated gaze. "Just because she doesn't need my family's money anymore, she thinks she can do this? I don't understand why she agreed so quickly.""I thought this was what you wanted," said Michael. "Isn't it? You wanted t
MORGANA FOSTERI left without saying goodbye to Bethany, but I sent a message letting her know I was leaving. And recounting part of the mess I got myself into because of Ryan's unfounded and ridiculous jealousy. I also sent a message to Elliot apologizing for what happened that night, I really wanted to have fun that night and things ended up terrible.Morgana: Sorry about the jerk at the club!Elliot: It's okay...Elliot: Are you hurt?Morgana: No, just embarrassed.Elliot: You don't need to feel embarrassed! Look, I have to do some stuff nowElliot: Can we talk later?Elliot: Good night, Dr. FosterMorgana: Oh! Of course, no problemMorgana: Good night, Dr. Sharon, and again, I'm sorryI got into a taxi and went home, the way seemed like it would never end. I didn't see them at the club at any point, if I had known they were there, I definitely wouldn't have stayed there. I would have suggested anywhere else.Arriving home, I dropped the keys on the hallway console and left my shoes
RYAN BURKEWhen Morgana left the room, I could see Elena's hatred fully. She came in right after and closed the door behind her. Her fists were clenched, and the air felt heavy around her."What do you have to say to me?" her blue eyes gleamed with tears welling up at the edges."Nothing," I replied, and her face paled, looking at me incredulously. Obviously, she wouldn't believe my story. "Nothing happened.""And you expect me to believe you?" she began to cry softly. Looking at the floor, she walked heavily and leaned against the door, letting her body slump down until she sat. "You said you wouldn't see me because you wanted to focus on work, and I come here, and you're in the room with her."I silently sighed, "And that's exactly it. Nothing happened."I headed to the closet to grab some clean clothes. I pulled out a white cotton shirt and black sweatpants. I started getting dressed and continued talking as I changed out of clothes that still smelled strongly of cigarettes and whis
MORGANA FOSTERMorgana: I hope you had fun last night!Bethany: Seriously Morgana! What a man!Morgana: Hey...Morgana: Did you guys hook up?Bethany: Yes... I'll tell you all the details at the hospital!Bethany: Who did you go home with last night?Bethany: Did Elliot treat you well?Morgana: Ryan showed up at the club... He caused a huge scene with Elliot.Bethany: WHAT?!Morgana: Apparently, he hasn't signed the divorce papers yet...Morgana: Elliot is a gentleman, but I'm still married to a paper husband.Bethany: Incredible... I want all the details later, okay? John brought breakfast backBethany: Love you, take care bitch!When I ended the chat with Bethany, Elliot's notification popped up.Elliot: Good morning, Ms. Foster!Morgana: Good morning, Dr. Elliot!Morgana: I'd like to start by apologizing for yesterday! Ryan is an idiot!Elliot: And you're married to him?"Straight to the point!" I thought.Morgana: Technically, yes!Elliot: I thought you were single, I would have ne
MORGANA FOSTERI hurried down the hallway with my heart beating fast and my breath catching. If she found me, I was done for. I ducked under the table, covering my body with the curtain, trying not to make any noise."Gotcha!" The little blonde head ran towards me, stumbling in front of me. The bright blue eyes, as clear as Ryan's, stared at me with a toothless, gleaming smile."Oh, Alanis," I replied, patting the little one's head, "you found me, huh?"Alanis laughed, a childish, joy-filled laugh that filled the room. She pointed to the makeshift hiding spot under the table."'I found you, Auntie, but you're terrible at this!'" she exclaimed, her eyes still filled with amusement.I rolled my eyes affectionately, knowing my hiding attempt was useless. "'You're too smart, Alanis. I can't escape you, it seems.'"The little one got up and sat beside me, playing with her fingers as she looked at me. "'You look sad, Morgana. Why?'"I smiled, trying to disguise my feelings in front of her i
Four months later, Rookgaard, California. Burke's grandparents' house."The trial is in a week," Sorya says. "Do you want to go?"The dining table, once filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses and utensils, is now immersed in complete silence. I look around to make sure I'm not alone in my silence. I swallow the bitter ache of the hours of terror I suffered at the hands of the two women."I don't feel like seeing them again," I mutter, feeling a lump forming in my throat. "Just the thought of sharing the same space with them fills me with anger.""And you don't have to go if you don't want to!" Elena says, laying her hand on mine, giving me a warm smile. Her cheeks are rosy, and her belly is huge. The baby will be born soon.I give her a weak smile and mumble a quiet thank you to her. At first, I never thought I'd feel comfortable beside my 'rival,' but now that she's engaged to James, her presence is no longer a threat to me.
MORGANA FOSTER"You're really dumb, Mr. Burke!" Alessandra says, pressing the gun barrel against my head.I swallow hard, feeling the pressure and weight of the metal barrel on my head. My eyes automatically widen as if the whole world stops spinning when I hear the gun being cocked."Let's negotiate," Ryan says calmly, looking at the men with him, who step back a bit. "What do you want?""We've already said," Winnie replies this time. "16 million dollars in my account. By noon... And maybe I'll release this one here."She says, pulling my head back, which tilts backward. The taste of iron fills my mouth. Maybe this is it. A fight over money."Even if I wanted to, that's a lot of money," he replies."See? Mrs. Burke," Alessandra says with a laugh. "He doesn't think you're worth it.""In the end, all the Burke's are the same. Why are you so stubborn?" Winnie says, turning to face me. "Maybe he'll take us seriously if we shoot her. What do you think?"My breath remains irregular, my hea
MORGANA FOSTER"Missed me?" Alessandra's unmistakable voice cuts through the entire shed, invading my ears.A new flood of emotions fills my soul as I spot her profile appearing in the corner of my eye until she's fully in front of me.How did I let myself be fooled by that silly story of her becoming a nurse to take care of her mother?"What happened?" Alessandra sneers with a disdainful expression on her face. "Cat got your tongue?""I think she's a bit surprised that you're my daughter," Winnie declares.Alessandra walks over to Winnie's side and leans on the counter. I hadn't noticed before, but there's a short resemblance between the two. I feel completely different now. Foolish for never noticing anything strange about them.I swallow hard as I watch the two of them. I can't believe this is true. Part of me wants to completely deny that I could be so blind."What are we going to do with her?" Alessandra says, turning to her mother."I don't know," Winnie replies with a satisfied
RYAN BURKEI practically flew down the road incessantly without the certainty that I'll find her well. The damn phone rings so many times that I can't keep count. It rings eight times and goes to voicemail again."Hello, you've reached Doctor Foster, please leave your message after the beep."I insist on calling again, the echoing sound as the phone rings is deafening."Come on, Morgana!" I speak nervously. "Come on, pick up!""Hello, you've reached Doctor Foster, please leave your message after the beep."I slam both hands on the steering wheel in frustration.I pray in my heart that she's just too tired to hear the phone ringing. In fact, the adrenaline pumping through me, boiling like lava, begs to all the gods that she's just asleep in our room.I press down on the accelerator with a tight heart, thoughts that she might be in danger consume me entirely. I fear it might already be too late to reach her. Ronan's car is following me, I know it's him because I saw my mom getting into
MORGANA FOSTERShe gives a bitter smile as she finishes her speech. I can't imagine her pain, but I understand that it hurts. She paused, taking a breath, while I absorbed every word. The intensity of the moment deepened with each revelation."However, the compensation didn't bring my loved ones back," she continued, her gaze fixed on some point beyond me. "And the person responsible for maintaining that machine, who didn't do his job properly, was none other than your father, Morgana. He was the supervisor that night. And he wasn't there to ensure that everything was working properly."A chill ran down my spine. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My father, responsible for two deaths?"So, you think I should pay for his mistakes?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Winnie gave a bitter smile. "No, Morgana. You don't understand. It's not just about revenge. It's about justice. He continued with his life, as if nothing had happened. As if any amount could pay for my son's lif
MORGANA FOSTERI wake up feeling a tight grip around my wrists, chest, and ankles. My suspicion is confirmed when I pull them and feel the rope scraping against my skin. I raise my head slowly, still feeling a heavy weight on it, accompanied by a throbbing buzz in my ear.I open and close my eyes a few times, getting used to the low light of the place. My mouth is completely dry; I run my lips around my tongue, partially moistening them.There's no noise outside. At least not near where I am.I try not to panic and breathe slowly to catch my breath.I see my bare feet and nails covered in dirt and small pieces of grass. Looking up, I spot the floating particles of dust coming through a tiny glass window. I look to the side, and the walls are cast iron. As if I'm in some sort of container or warehouse shed. The smell of mold and rust is faint but can be sensed in the environment.The floor is dirty, with dust everywhere. My dress is slightly torn at the hem, with tape wrapped around th
RYAN BURKEThe day at the company was chaotic. With Uncle Ned's departure, things spiraled out of control too quickly. Many questions arose about how things reached this point and went unnoticed by us all this time. And with all this situation, it fell to me to analyze all the transactions and operations carried out by him and his team. There were many suspicions and many discrepancies in the information.I had to inform Stefan and Nick about the recent events so they could be prepared to support my aunt Cibila. I assured them that I wouldn't involve the police in this out of consideration for our friendship and because we're family, but he would have to leave the company without any rights.Which is not unfair. I also passed on the information to my grandfather, who didn't have a very different reaction from the shareholders, but Grandpa Burke would handle Ned differently. And that was their problem. I spent the whole day analyzing every single transaction he made. There was a lot to
MORGANA FOSTERI remember little of being fully awake. Memories are jumbled in my mind like a giant, torturous blur. I feel my body being lifted from the chair and dragged outside the mansion. I can't scream, nor could I. My arms are lifted and pulled back, she drags me through the property with agony.Can I scream? But...Who would hear me? Bethany is with John. Ryan is at the company. I let Tyron off his duties earlier, James is taking care of Elena, and Alessandra hasn't been with us for months.What I can't get out of my head is how my stalker could be Winnie? What did I do to her? Why would she kidnap me or attempt on my life? I only met her after the Burkes, there was no real reason for her to target me.I couldn't believe it was her, my stalker. She who had always been so kind and friendly. The sweet woman who took care of all of us. It didn't seem real to me! How did this happen? How could she do such a thing?The blurry images of corridors and furniture passing through my eye