“Then Jane, I don’t want to hide anything from you, you’ve always been so honest about your past, your struggles, and I, on the other hand, shared nothing about my life or my past with you. But today I will…”I nodded, encouraging him to continue. “Brandon, if that’s what you want, then I won’t stop you, but do you really want to do this?”Brandon paused for a moment, his eyes filled with uncertainty.“Yes, I don’t want to hide anything from you. I know it's late but I want you to know the real me for once.”I don't really know what to say, but if that's what he wants, then I'll listen to him with all my ears.“I was ten when dad left mom for someone else, I still can remember their fighting on the night when my father left home without even looking back and it was the last time that I ever saw him and that was the day all my hopes and dreams of a happy family died. You know how children growing up see their parents loving and caring for each other, they build their future by placing t
The clock ticked thirteen, but the time seems to have stopped right at this moment. Seconds feel like a minute, and a minute feels like an hour, and every hour appears to be a lifetime.Every little thing around me looks so dismal as if a force is binding my mind and my soul into its grasp, and there is nothing I can do to change it other than stay immobile with dismal thoughts in my mind, waiting for someone to release me from this strong restraining hold. Surprisingly, this restraint is also something that keeps my reasoning, which is packed with all the dark and sad thoughts that are packed in my mind,But somewhere in my heart, there is also a hope that makes me believe that this time everything will go well and that nothing wrong will happen with Brandon, as it happened to Jared in the past.I know that right now, when I'm here occupied with my own thoughts, Brandon is fighting for life.I turned my eyes, looking at the operation room with the door closed, where Brandon and a tea
"JARED" words came out of my lips as my eyes opened, waking me up from my slumber stage. I rolled my eyes, looking around my surroundings, noticing that I was no longer in the meadows that I was in but in the hospital, sitting on an iron chair that I had been sitting in before."Jared," I mumbled slowly, tugging my hair tortuously. I saw Jared meet him after five years, and the way he was talking to me felt so real. It felt like he was alive and there for me by my side, helping and guiding me through my life even after his death. No words can describe how I'm feeling right now, seeing someone I love more than my life being present in front of me, talking to me, and cheering me on to live life.I don't know how to feel right now. I touched my face to the place where Jared's hands touched me, using his fingers to wipe my tears, but sadly, all that was my dream and not reality.Waiting, waiting, and more waiting. This is all I can do at this moment, making me pessimistic with every passi
Weeks have passed since then and there has been no hope of Brandon coming out of the coma. I don’t know what to do or expect at this point. With every passing day, my hope seems to shatter badly. Every day seems the same, I go to the hospital sitting beside Brandon, holding hands, in the hope of sensing some moments in his body, but every day there doesn’t seem to be any change in his condition. But I try my best to fight to not lose hope. I search for any signs of progress, clinging to the smallest glimmers of hope. Hope that everything will be alright. For once again Brandon will be with his kids with me. He will be normal. And I will keep fighting until the very end, for everyone that’s precious in my life. I remind myself of the beautiful memories we've shared together, the laughter and joy that filled our days. These memories fuel my determination to never give up on Brandon's recovery. I remember my conversation with Mrs. Samuel early today. Mrs. Samuel called me, holding a b
I took a deep breath before entering Brandon’s room.Every day, I come here, hoping for him to wake up and smile at him like he always used to, but nothing changes. He is still on his bed, lying lifeless. I shook my head. Plastering a smile on my face, I walk over to his bedside and gently hold his hand, hoping that somehow my presence can bring him comfort. Deep down, I know that even though he may not respond, my love and support are still reaching him in some way.“Look, Mrs. Samuel picked these flowers for you. See,” I brought flowers close to his face, hoping he would open his eyes. But his eyelids remained closed, unmoving. I sighed softly, placing the flowers in a vase on the bedside table, knowing that even if he couldn't physically see them, the gesture was a reminder of the beauty and love that still surrounded him.I shook my head, trying my best to smile, even though it hurt to see him like this. I reached out and gently held his hand, hoping that my touch would provide so
Rebirth, being born again. I don’t know how true this term itself is, but after experiencing a near-death moment, I can say that the word 'rebirth' does hold deep meaning for me. It was a life-altering event that made me realize the fragility of existence and the importance of cherishing every moment. The near-death experience served as a wake-up call, propelling me to embrace life with renewed vigor and gratitude.Before entering the operating room, there wasn’t much thought in my mind. I was simply going through the motions, unaware of the profound impact that awaited me. However, as I lay on the operating table, my perspective shifted drastically. The fear and uncertainty consumed me, forcing me to confront my mortality head-on.I didn’t even know if I would come out alive. At that moment alone, I lost all my remaining hope for life. I was helpless that I couldn’t do anything good for my family, leaving them all alone. But still, there was hope that nothing bad would happen, and no
I don’t know why, but I’m nervous today. My heart’s beating very fast with my palms sweating. I can feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins, making it difficult to stay calm. It's as if there's an unexplainable sense of anticipation in the air, heightening my unease. Why, this is just Brandon. I have met him a million times, but I have never felt anything like I’m feeling now. As I try to gather my thoughts, I realize that this nervousness might stem from the fact that Brandon has been acting differently lately. His usual warm smile and friendly demeanor had been replaced with a distant and mysterious aura.No, it's just my imagination. I'm probably overthinking things. Maybe he's just going through a rough patch after the surgery.Standing in front of Brandon’s hospital room, I couldn’t even make myself open the door. The uncertainty of what I might find on the other side made my heart race even faster. Was it possible that something had changed between us? My hand tremb
That is why I changed the subject, “Coming in, I grabbed your discharge papers, let’s just pack up and leave. Everyone is waiting for you at home.”All this time, I tried to hide my face from Brandon. I know that if he sees me, he’ll know that I’m disturbed. Brandon grabbed, my hand turning my face towards him. “Jane,”I plastered a fake smile on my face, handing his clothes to him. “Here are your clothes. Go change before we leave,”“Jane, talk to me. I don’t like when you’re silent,”“Oh, you don’t like my silence now. What about when you never even bothered to say hi to me?” The words that were grounded in my heart for days finally came out. “You ignored me, Brandon. I was always there with you like you asked, but you never even bothered to say a word to me, you can talk to everyone even your ex who left you alone with Marline but you can’t talk to me,” Brandon went silent for a moment, his eyes scanning me silently. “Just because I didn’t share the same feeling as you, you forgot
"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