"Mom, are you fine?" Marlene asked, carrying a glass of water for me, her concern evident in her voice.I nodded my head, not being able to form words, but the worry in my eyes must have been apparent. Marlene gently placed the glass on the table and sat down beside me, offering a comforting presence without pressuring me to speak.It's been a few days since that day, and I am exhausted physically and emotionally. The weight of my thoughts and emotions feels overwhelming, leaving me drained. No matter how much I convince myself, the emotional trauma caused by Brandon lies heavy on my shoulders, making it difficult to find any relief. I long for a sense of normalcy, but the pain and confusion persist, making it hard to move forward."Jane…. Here is your medicine; please take it. It might help with the nausea," Brandon said softly, handing me a small bottle of pills."I'll stay with Mom until you feel better." I managed a weak smile, grateful for her support, as I took the medicine and
"Be honest with me, Brandon, because I know you are hiding things from me; I just don't know what."My eyes filled with regret as I reached out to hold Jane's hand. But she slid it away from me before I could make contact. "I am not feeling well," she said, walking away from me. "Jane…," I called but without even listening to my voice, she walked away from me with quick, determined steps. Her body language spoke volumes, revealing her frustration and disappointment. I stood there, my heart sinking, realizing that the trust between us had been shattered. I closed my eyes, sighing in frustration. I need some fresh air to clear my mind and figure out how to repair the damage I have caused. I walked outside and took a deep breath, hoping the cool breeze would bring some clarity. As I wandered aimlessly, I couldn't help but replay the events in my mind, searching for a way to make things right. "Why?" I shouted into the empty night sky, feeling the weight of my mistakes pressing down o
I stared at pictures of myself and Brandon, reminiscing about the memories we had made together. The laughter and joy captured in those images brought back a flood of emotions.We were so happy with our family and friends, and that was evident in every photo. The love and bond we shared were palpable, making me grateful for the moments we had created together.But since we moved to this new house, things have started changing. Our once-vibrant relationship seemed to fade as the unfamiliar surroundings took a toll on our connection.Everything was good until we moved to this place. It's hard to believe how much things have changed since then. I can't recognize how much Brandon has changed since then.Once-vibrant lives filled with laughter and love now feel empty and distant. It's like we're living in two different worlds now.I heard a knock in my room as I quickly dried the tears from my eyes and opened the door to find Brandon standing there, a somber expression on his face. He hesi
It's been hours, but Brandon hasn't awake yet. I don't know what happened to him or why he suddenly fainted. I'm starting to get really worried. He seemed perfectly fine earlier, and there were no signs of any health issues.After seeing Brandon faint, I immediately called the ambulance, taking Brandon to the nearest hospital. After Brandon's surgery, I don't want to risk his recovery; even a minor seizure could be detrimental."Brandon, why are you doing this to me?" I mumbled, taking his hand in mine. I sat by his bedside, holding his hand in mine.I sighed and tried to push away the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty. The doctors assured me that there was nothing to worry about, but I couldn't help but feel a constant sense of unease. Despite the doctor's reassurances, I couldn't shake off the constant sense of unease that lingered within me. Every small twitch or movement from Brandon made my heart skip a beat, fearing it could be a sign of another health issue."I can't lose you
"Marine," Brandon said, and the words pricked my heart like a sharp needle.He remembered her, but not me. The pain of his words was almost unbearable, as memories of our shared moments flooded my mind. How could he remember her so vividly yet forget all the love and laughter we had shared?I know it was selfish to feel this way, but I couldn't help but question why I wasn't as unforgettable to him as she was. Was she somehow more special? Did she leave a lasting impact on him that I never could?"Brandon…" Marine smirked, walking towards him like a long-lost lover. Her presence seemed to effortlessly captivate him, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. It was as if their connection had never faded, while mine had become nothing more than a distant memory."Well, excuse me?" She said she was coyly pushing me away from Brandon. I stood there, feeling like an outsider at their reunion, wondering what made her so irresistible to him.Was it her charm? Her effortless ability to
“You don't know how happy I am that you finally chose me over her.” Marine chimed, clinging her body to Brandon from the back seat of the car. Her voice was filled with relief and a hint of triumph, as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She had been waiting for this moment for so long, hoping that he would see her worth and choose her over me. "Marine," I warned, glaring at her from the rearview mirror. “Stop dreaming and sit quietly, or it might take me long to throw you out of my car,” I warned her harshly, my frustration evident in my voice. I couldn't bear to listen to her gloating any longer. “You can't,” Marine said, angeringly staring at me with defiance in her eyes. "“Try me..." I said back with a smirk, my confidence growing as I held her gaze. "Now, keep quiet, sit still, and don’t test my patience." Marine's face flushed with anger as she clenched her fists, but she reluctantly complied with my command. The tension in the car was palpable, and I couldn't help
Brandon leaned into my touch and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Thank you," he whispered back, his voice filled with gratitude. "Having you by my side makes all the difference." He said he was moving his face close to mine, his warm breath brushing against my cheek. I smiled and gently leaned my lips against his, but before I could do so, my hand reached out to interrupt us. "What the fucck are you doing here?" A harsh voice interrupted, filled with anger and disbelief. I sighed, annoyed, turning my face to Marine, who stood there with a scowl on her face. “Don’t curse in my house," I said, trying to maintain a calm tone.Marine's scowl deepened as she crossed her arms, clearly not appeased by my response.“And keep your voice low; don't make me kick you out of my house." I warned that my patience was thin. Marine rolled her eyes and scoffed, clearly unimpressed by my threat. "You..." Marine shouted as she pointed a finger at me, her voice trembling with rage. I stood up
Am I a stranger to Brandon's life now? Will he truly choose her over me? Did everything we have done so far mean nothing to him? Is that why he can't remember our memories together? Is the beginning of our relationship fading away? "Jane..." Brandon called me, interrupting my thoughts. His voice was filled with warmth and familiarity as if he could sense my worries. I turned my attention to him, shaking all the negative thoughts in my mind. I don't think anything matters more than Brandon's fast recovery and our love for each other. Despite his temporary memory loss, I believe that the foundation of our relationship will remain strong. "Yes," I replied. "Come here." He called out, holding out his hand, for me to come closer. I walked towards him, feeling a sense of comfort and reassurance in his presence. "Do you need anything?" I asked, my voice filled with genuine concern. I wanted to make sure he had everything he needed to aid in his recovery. Brandon shook his head at my w
"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