“Good morning, Jane. I heard someone greeting me the moment I stepped out of the house. “Good morning, Mrs. Samuel,” I replied with a smile on my face. She is one of my neighbors, whose house is right next to mine. “So... how are you?” “I’m fine,” I said with a smile. “I made some cookies. Why don't you come later and have some for Liam? She said brightly. “I would love to,” I replied, making my way towards Brandon’s house. Mr. and Mrs. Samuel are such a lovely couple in their eighties. Their story is filled with many ups and downs, but yet they are happy together. Looking at them made me think of Jared. He was everything—my boyfriend, my love, my first kiss, my prom partner, everything. In every step of my life, he was there for me, supporting me and standing by my side. We also have our ups and downs, but in the end, we lost our love in the battle of life. And he is nowhere but in my memories. I sighed, shaking my head. I can't change the past, and thoughts of happily ever af
Brandon spent the entire day sleeping. At lunchtime, I went to ask him for lunch, but he was fast asleep, so I left him alone, not disturbing his sleep. Later in the afternoon, I decided to check on Brandon again, hoping he would be awake by then. However, to my surprise, he was still sound asleep, completely oblivious to the passing time. It was almost dinnertime, and I was preparing some food when I heard a knock on the front door. I opened the door, coming face-to-face with Brandon standing in the doorway. His eyes focused down on the ground as he brushed his hand over his hair. I could see that he looked a bit disheveled and tired as if he had just woken up. "Jane," he said softly, his voice filled with remorse. I move aside from the door, giving him space to enter the house. "Come in." As Brandon stepped inside, I noticed a hint of sadness in his eyes. He seemed hesitant, as if unsure of what to say next. Curiosity gnawed at me, but I held back from bombarding him with questio
"Who is she? And what power does she possess to separate you from her?" I inquired, eager to understand the situation fully. Brandon glanced at me, running his hand over his hair before he sighed heavily. “Marian is my ex-wife.” Brandon’s married, and I’m hearing about it now. After five years, great. I couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and frustration at the revelation. It was disheartening to learn about Brandon's marital status after such a long time of being friends. “You are married, and you’re telling me now,” I said, my voice tinged with disappointment. "Why didn't you mention this before?" I couldn't help but wonder why Brandon had kept his marital status a secret for so long. “Was,” Brandon corrected with a stern face. I couldn't help but notice a shift in Brandon's demeanor as he corrected me. His stern face hinted at a deeper story behind his past marital status, leaving me even more curious about the reasons for his secrecy. “Was…, but not once in the last five y
“Marian screwed me….. she stated that I’m a doctor and that I can’t give much time to my daughter, so she demands the court give her full custody of Marlene because I’m not a good father to her,” he uttered without pausing in between his words. I recollected my thoughts with all the information he stated before responding, “So…, what are you planning to do now?” I asked, genuinely concerned about his next steps in this difficult situation. “I don’t know,” he added, sighing loudly, with his hands pressed on his temples. He looked visibly distressed, his eyes filled with worry and uncertainty. "I never imagined it would come to this," he continued, his voice trembling slightly. We are both silent for a minute, not knowing what to say, with both our minds loaded with all kinds of thoughts about how we can solve this problem. But there is one thing I know for sure: Marlene is an undetectable part of Brandon himself, and separating him from her will demolish both their lives. The bond b
“Marry me,” Brandon said, the forbidden words hanging in the air between them. “No,” I said, without giving it a second thought. Brandon's hopeful expression faltered as if he hadn't anticipated my immediate rejection. I freed my hands from his grasp, turning my face away from him. I could feel the weight of his disappointment settling on my shoulders, but I knew deep down that saying yes would have been a betrayal to myself. I don’t even want to look at his face after hearing his words. “Jane, listen to me first,” he said, calling my name as he grabbed my shoulder, turning my body towards him, face to face. His eyes pleaded with me, searching for understanding. I could see the vulnerability in his gaze, but my resolve remained unyielding. Brandon stared into my eyes. But my mind was so outraged by his words that I shoved his hands away from my shoulder. I took a step back, creating distance between us. The anger within me intensified as I struggled to find the right words to expr
“Okay,” I said, as I put all the pros and cons in the situation we are in, right at the moment. Listening to my words, Brandon stared at me, with his mouth opened a bit and his face holding an unreadable expression on it. Maybe by shock or by surprise. “What… I mean, are you sure?” Brandon asked with his voice trembling. “Yes, I’m,” I replied with my voice rigid, with no hesitation in my voice or my statement. Brandon beamed at my reply, wrapping his arms around my body and embracing me tightly. “Brandon, but only on one condition,” I said, as Brandon separated his arms from my body and stared right into my eyes with confusion. Brandon hesitated for a moment before continuing. “What do you mean?” “I will marry you, only if you agree to my terms,” I stated firmly, my gaze unwavering. Brandon's expression shifted from confusion to curiosity as he leaned in closer, eager to hear my conditions.“What terms?” he asked, surprised. “That, even after marriage, you’ll not be a husband,”
I took a few steps back, looking at Brandon, who was standing right beside me. Brandon’s face, as usual, was unreadable, showing no emotions. I couldn't help but wonder what thoughts were running through his mind. His stoic expression always left me curious about what he was truly feeling. And to my shock, he did something that froze all my senses. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine. “I’ll never do anything without your consent ever in my life,” he mumbled, with his voice so low that only I could hear as Brandon placed his hands on both sides of my head, planting his lips on my head in between my brows, kissing it gently. Both our eyes connected, staring at each other as his hands caressed my hair gently. At that moment, I felt a rush of emotions overwhelming me. It was as if time stood still, and all I could focus on was the intensity of his gaze and the tenderness of his touch. It was a gesture that spoke volumes
“Do you want to…,” I paused, caressing Liam’s hair, “Call Brandon Daddy,” I said, with my voice so low that only Liam could hear. I knew how much Liam longed for a father figure in his life, and my heart ached for him. My words caught Liam’s attention, and he nodded his head swiftly, “Yes,” he whispered, his eyes lighting up with hope. “Then go and ask Brandon if he likes to be your daddy or not,” I said, placing Liam on the ground.Being free from my arms, Liam moves towards Brandon. He then pulled the hem of Brandon’s white shirt, making him look down at him.Brandon kneeled on the floor, maintaining eye-to-eye contact with Liam.“What is it, big guy?” Brandon asked, beaming at Liam. Liam hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to ask. Liam’s eyes focused on me, and I nodded my head, reassuring him.“Brandon,” Liam said, but then paused, sucking on his thumb for a few moments before asking, “Will you be my…… hm… Daddy?”Brandon went silent for a minute as he ga
"Mom…Dad." Both Liam and Marlene came running, wrapping their arms around each other in a tight embrace. Their faces beamed with excitement and joy as if they hadn't seen me in ages. It was a heartwarming moment that made me realize how much I had been missed during my absence."We missed you." Their voices were filled with genuine emotion, and I could feel the love and longing in their words. It was a reminder of the strong bond we shared as a family, and I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with gratitude for their unwavering support."I miss you, guys," I said, hugging them tight as Brandon joined the embrace."Don't forget about me." But to my surprise, the kids step away, avoiding Brandon. "Guys…" Brandon said, but the kids ignored him and continued to focus on me."Mom, you know Rachel is cooking dinner tonight, right? She said she missed all of us and wanted to make a special meal to celebrate our reunion." I smiled, touched by Rachel's thoughtfulness. "That's wonderful," I repli
"You are better off alone than someone who does not value and appreciate you fully," I said, staring at Marine with a mixture of concern and determination. "Thank you for the advice," she replied, her voice filled with a hint of sadness. "An opinion is all I can give you now. I can't ever forgive you for what you did," I continued, my tone firm. "But remember, you deserve someone who sees your worth and treats you with the love and respect you deserve." Marine nodded her head in understanding. "That's what I deserve," she whispered, her eyes welling up with tears. A knock on the door interrupted our conversation as Brandon entered the room, his expression curious. He glanced between Marine and me, sensing the tension in the air. "I should leave." Marine stood up from where she was sitting and wiped away her tears. "Thank you for being honest with me," she said, her voice shaky. "I will never disrupt your life again." She turned to Brandon, her eyes filled with sadness. "Don't hide
I still can't believe what kind of game fate is playing with me. It seems like every time I think things are finally going well, something unexpected happens to throw me off course. It's as if fate enjoys keeping me on my toes and testing my resilience.Everything started with losing my family at my wedding, and then my child Liam came into my life. I was happy, but then Brandon came and swiped me off my feet with his charm and charisma, making me fall in love with him at a time when I thought love was not for me after losing Jared. However, just when I thought I had found happiness again, fate decided to test me once more. Brandon changed and revealed a side of himself that I never could have anticipated. The person I thought I knew so well turned out to be someone completely different, leaving me feeling betrayed and heartbroken. And if that was not enough, I lost my baby.I had been carrying so much hope and excitement for the future, only to have it all come crashing down. It felt
"Don't break my trust." I heard Jane mumble under her breath as she turned away, her voice filled with disappointment and hurt. It was clear that her faith in me had been shattered, and it pained me to see the impact my actions had on her. I knew I had to find a way to regain her trust and make amends for the mistake I had made."Marine..." I called out, my voice filled with remorse and determination, as I watched Marine walk in from the door with a solemn expression on her face."What is she doing here?" Jane asked, her voice filled with confusion and a hint of annoyance as she stared at Marine. It was evident that she was still grappling with her own emotions, and the presence of Marine only added to her emotions."Jane, listen to me. Marine is here to say sorry and accept responsibility for what happened. She wants to make things right and rebuild the trust that was broken between us," I explained, my voice pleading for Jane's understanding. Marine stood silently, her eyes filled w
I groaned in pain as I clutched my aching stomach, the throbbing sensation spreading throughout my body. The sharp agony seemed to intensify with each passing moment, making it difficult to focus on anything else."Brandon..." I mumbled through gritted teeth, desperately hoping he would hear my plea for help. But the pain was so overwhelming that even speaking felt like an impossible task. With my eyes closed, I tried to steady my breathing and find some relief from the relentless torment."My baby, save my baby," I whispered, tears streaming down my face. "My baby…" I plead in a weak and trembling voice, the words barely audible."Jane…." I heard a voice whisper my name, and I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder. Opening my eyes, I saw Brandon sitting beside me, his expression filled with concern and determination."Brandon…Brandon." I choked out his name, desperately reaching for his hand. "Please, you have to help me save our baby," I pleaded, my voice cracking with fear and despera
"You want me, right?" I said, staring at her, my voice filled with a mix of anger and disappointment. I was angry towards her and disappointed in her for not protecting Jane from the pain Marine had caused."I am all yours now," I said coldly, my eyes narrowing as I held back the flood of emotions. "That's what you wanted, right? To be at your beck and call, to do your bidding without question. Well, congratulations! You've succeeded in breaking me down. But don't think for a second that I'll forget what you've done." My words hung heavy in the air, emphasizing the depth of my resentment towards her.I smiled sadly, staring at her. She stared back, seemingly unaffected by my words. "Have me now; what are you waiting for?" I challenged her, my voice laced with a mix of defiance and vulnerability. The silence between us grew, amplifying the tension in the car as I awaited her response, wondering if she truly understood the weight of her actions."Brandon..." Marine mumbled softly, her v
"You are not leaving!" Marine shouted, running in front of my car."Not again." Daniel signed, holding Marien away from my path. "Go," he said as I drove away, feeling a mix of relief and guilt.And I drove as fast as I could to the hospital, where Rachel, Daniel's sister, was waiting for us. And with Rachel's help, we admitted Jane as fast as we could to the emergency room. The doctors immediately began assessing her condition, while Rachel and I anxiously waited for any updates. We knew Jane's health was in critical condition, and we hoped that the hospital staff would be able to provide the necessary care she needed."How does that happen?" Rachel asks as we sit in the waiting room, our minds filled with worry and confusion."Can we talk later?" I said, burrowing my head in my hands and trying to process the events that had unfolded. Rachel nodded understandingly, her eyes filled with concern.Time seems to be passing slowly as we wait for any news about Jane's condition. Every min
"Don't worry, Jane; we will get to the hospital soon. Nothing is going to happen to you." I mumbled as I leaned down to carry her frail body in my arms. Her pale face was filled with pain. It hurts me to see her in so much pain, but I knew that I had to stay strong for her. "Stay away from her!" Marine shouted, pushing me away from Jane. I stumbled back, shocked by Marine's sudden outburst. "Marine, stop your tantrums." I pleaded, trying to calm her down. "I need to get Jane as soon as possible." Marine's eyes filled with tears as she looked at Jane's suffering. "I'm sorry, I just can't bear to see her like this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "But I don't want to lose you too." Marine pleaded, her heart breaking. Marine continues to cry as she struggles to control her emotions. But I don't have time for her now; my Jane is in danger. Her life is hanging by a thread, and I need to save her. "Marine, leave us alone," I said firmly, my voice filled with urgency. "I need to tak
"What do you find?" I asked Daniel, curious about what he had discovered while sitting in his car. His eyes gleamed with excitement as he began to share his surprising findings, revealing a flounder filled with confidential documents and photographs."Your lovely ex's dirty secrets are all right here," he said, a mischievous grin forming on his face. "It seems like she had quite a few skeletons in her closet that she never wanted anyone to know about.""Daniel, can you be serious for once?" I sighed. "Sorry," Daniel said, his grin fading slightly. "But you won't believe what I found. These documents and photographs could potentially expose some serious wrongdoing." He handed me the folder, and as I flipped through the pages, my heart sank at the thought of the consequences this could have for my ex.Documents of her illegal activities and compromising photographs with influential individuals were scattered throughout the folder. Drug trafficking, embezzlement, and even evidence of bri