Logan’s POVVivian has been mad at me ever since she saw how jealous I was staring at Emily and Collin on the TV that Friday evening. She’s refused to talk to me because she believes I still have feelings for Emily. Most times I yell at her, telling her she’s been so dramatic, selfish, extra and overreacting, but I’m still so much in love with Emily.Her suspicions were right after all, but what can I say? I can’t ever tell her that I’m in love with Emily, can I? The chiming sound of my phone pierced the silence, and my thoughts scattered like frightened birds. I slid my phone out of my pocket and my eyes went wide with horror when I saw the caller ID .. it was my dad calling.Last week, he informed me about his plans to visit the company and I guess he’s planning to show up today.Letting out a deep breath, I took my phone and picked his call..“Hi dad,” I said, sitting upright on the sofa with my eyes on the rear-view mirror. Silence ensued, and I slipped my fingers into my spiky h
Emily’s POV.My lips bloomed into a smile as I gazed at my reflection dreamily. I wore a purple, elegant sleeveless dress and a large, fancy coat. Several pins were attached to my hair which cascaded beneath my nape..The scent of my perfume wafted in the air and my cheeks flushed as I stared at myself in the mirror.My beautiful reflection glared back at me, giving me a reminder of my new self. I stroked my cheeks, my acrylic nails poking my skin. A smile crept up my cheeks, a tinge of satisfaction flashing in my eyes as I wondered how today would be. I’ve been waiting anxiously for this day because something expectant and unique would happen. A day that would mark the first step I took in my revenge against Logan..“You look beautiful,” Kate said, after adding some blush to my cheeks. She had come to my place that early morning to help me get my makeup done.I’m not the type to dress this excessive, but because I’m going somewhere important, I have to. Besides, Kate wouldn’t let me
Logan’s POV ~“Who do you say is our new investor?” I asked, softly tapping my fingers on the desk with. I rotated in my chair to face Derek, who stood before me with a file in his hand.“Tell me more about this investor? What company does she work in? It’s the first time we’d be having a female investor in our company, Derek. How did you get to meet her?” I asked once again, my voice sharp as it cut through the heavy silence that now filled the space between us.Just as he was about to speak, a knock came on the door, grabbing our attention.“Who is it?” I asked with pinched brows, a stoic expression on my face.“It’s me, Paul.” The voice answered, and I said, “Come in.”He opened the door gently and strolled in my direction.With his head slightly lowered, he said, “Your dad is here, sir.”I swallowed the lump in my throat as his words sank in my ears. Sitting upright, I asked, “Where is he? Is he downstairs? At the lobby? Or in the elevator?”“He’s still downstairs, Sir.. he’ll be
Emily’s POVA teasing smile graced my lips as I clutched my purse tightly. Alighting from my posh Camry car, I swept my gaze across Logan’s huge fashion house which was located in one of the busiest parts of the city. I nodded as I shifted my gaze at my driver, indicating for him to wait till I’m done.My stomach bubbled with excitement as I anticipated the look on his face when he’ll eventually discover that I was the one who had invested in his business.I smoothened my hand down the skirt of my purple minidress and combed my hair with my fingers. Just before I could take a step forward, I heard a familiar voice which got my attention.That voice…I know whose it is.My gaze shifted toward the voice and just as I knew it, I saw the person.He was dressed in an impeccably pristine work suit and every word he said echoed in my ears, stirring up memories of the past.It’s been a long since I saw him. He looked much older now, with little traces of white hairs and a beard.He looked som
Emily's POVDawn crept in through the curtains, casting a pale light across the room. The night had passed slowly, each minute dragging on like eternity and I'm glad it's finally a new day. A special day at that! My face flushed in excitement because it's children’s day and I've planned to make this day a memorable one for Carl.I had plans to take him on a trip to Disneyland. He's been dying to go there.My plan was to celebrate children's day with him and also to go on a date with Collin tonight.“Good morning, mom!” Carl greeted, sitting on his bed and yawning with his mouth wide open.“Morning, my sunshine! How was your night?” “It was splendid! How was yours?”“Mine was awesome! Happy Children's Day, Carl!” I whispered as I took a seat next to him on the bed. I leaned in and kissed his head, then smoothed his spiky brown hair."Thank you, mom!" He smiled, placing his arms around me. "Now, let me get you out of bed. We have to schedule a flight to California. I believe you stil
Emily's POV***As we traveled through the numerous routes of the Amazing theme park, our gaze swept over every feature. There were many glittering lights in a variety of gorgeous colors. There are so many entertaining rides, games, and activities to participate in. It was truly a universe of its own. I couldn't help but smile as I saw several clowns set off fireworks.A set of people in ridiculously nice costumes stood at a corner, waving hands at passersby.“Mom!” Carl called softly as he clutched the tip of my blouse with his hands.A warm smile spread across my face as I lowered my head to make eye contact with him and listened intently to what she had to say. "Mom. I'd like that ice cream. Can we have some, please?" He inquired, and I followed his attention to a lanky man with my artificial bunny ears fastened to his head. He was at an ice cream vendor with a variety of colored cups on display. Carl couldn't stop laughing at the sight of his enormous rabbit ears. Smiles sprea
Logan's POV I paced around in my suit restlessly, several thoughts spinning in my mind. Ruffling my hair, I folded my arms as I walked from one edge of the room to another.It had been a week since I set my eyes on Emily. Last time I set my eyes on her was in California. I went there to visit a friend of mine and just while I was waiting for a taxi, I saw her entering her car and I noticed my son was with her as well.It was then I realized it was children's day. They must have gone to Disneyland to celebrate it.I called after her and trotted towards her, wanting to speak to her but she drove off and ignored me completely.I felt shattered and broken and I badly wished I had my car with me then. I'd have driven after her… If only a taxi had arrived on time, I'd have instructed the driver to follow her….Clenching my fist, I banged it angrily on the wall, frustration bubbling within me.“Emily!” I whispered, my eyes darkening with rage as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.“So
Logan's POV Lights glistened from the classy dangling chandelier. The huge table stretched for miles and was filled with exquisite palatable cuisines. Maids in uniform loomed around as they served every member of the Michealson family at the dining room. Vivian was in a pink classy sheath dress, looking sumptuous with her hair cascading beneath her nape. She had excess makeup on her face with dangling earrings attached to her ears. Yet, even with everything, I wasn’t captivated. After greeting me, she gazed at my mom and waved at her, flashing her warm smile.. I rolled my eyes as I grabbed my fork and began eating slowly. My brother's eyes locked with mine and a smile tugged at his lips. He must have sensed that Vivian and I are beefing at the moment. His heavily pregnant wife, Thelma, was beside him, and I exchanged pleasantries with her when I locked eyes with her. I stared at my father who visibly relaxed and exhaled loudly as he sat back in his chair. "Good to witnes
Emily's POVAfter a few weeks of being comatose, Logan finally woke up to my surprise. My stomach fluttered, a rush of excitement on my face. The doctor had predicted that his injuries were fatal and it might be impossible for him to survive. I felt so overwhelmed with joy at the great news of Logan's recovery “This is a miracle!” Mr. Michealson, Logan's father, exclaimed, his face etched with relief as he walked into the ward. Mrs. Michelson wiped her tears with the pad of her thumb, her steps faltering as she walked into Logan's ward Her eyes went wide with shock, tears streaming down her cheeks. I'm so happy I could stop her from committing suicide. I've always known that Logan would survive since he had promised to be with me and Carl forever..“Is Logan alive?” She asked, her face etched with disbelief.“Yes, mom. He has recovered. He's not dead. I told you he wasn't dead. He was only comatose,” I explained to her as I held her hands. Logan sat upright on the bed, his lips c
Emily's POV “Help us! Somebody help!” I screamed aloud for anyone who cared enough to listen so they would help in saving my husband.I tore a part of my dress and used it on his wound to place pressure on the injured area in order to stop the flow.“Please, help us!” I pleaded, tears in my eyes.“I'll…. I'll…I'll be fine.” Logan struggled to say to me in a stutter.“No, you are not fine.” I cried, trying to help him in any way I could before better help could come. If I had my way, I would have driven him off to the hospital but, I was in no right state of mind to drive a car now and he could not do the same in his injured state.Soon, Logan passed out and some onlookers dropped by to see what was happening.“Help me! my…my husband has been shot.” “Call the cops,” someone suggested.“Whoever fired the shot should still be around here somehow.” Another person said.“Please, let's call 911!” someone else said and all the while when they were talking and taking steps in helping us fro
Emily's POVEight Months Later…If I was told that things were going to turn out this way in the end, I'd argue that it was a lie and whoever told me was only trying to say that as a means to get me to feel better.But, I guess, there's always a moment of joy after the long nights of suffering too. Everything was gradually getting better and it looked like life was beginning to take a great form after all.Although my son, Carl was currently in the hospital undergoing some medical care and procedure at the moment to help with his transplant, I couldn't help but feel thankful that he has a great chance at surviving the turbulence.“Which one do you think will fit the baby perfectly out of these?” Logan asked me as he picked up a very cute baby outfit. He lifted the clothes in front of me so I could pick from the alternatives he had selected.“This one.” I said, pointing to a white little top that had caught my attention.“I think we can just pick both.” Logan suggested, his eyes access
Chapter….Author's POV “There are so much demand for the new ammunition coming in tomorrow evening. That will be sorted by you, Black.” “You have to make sure everything turn out well when you guys go to get them.” The deep croaky voice of the mafia's grouphead resounded in the room while he addressed the members of the secret organization.“We have to ensure that nobody comes close to our group. The other rival gangs will get too cocky if they notice us slacking. This isn't time to slow down guys, we have to step up and show that we own this arena–”Collin's dark eyes wandered lazily around the dimly lit room, his mind in a faraway place as he sat on the seat at a corner in the room.The mafia members' discussion about the upcoming ammunition that had been imported secretly into the country and the inherent sneer from jealous rival gangs faded into the background while he thought of his newest worry.He couldn't be bothered about anything more except the news he'd gotten from Vivi
"Can I see you both for a few minutes?" The doctor's words came out firm and serious. Emily and Logan exchange glances before taking a deep breath.Emily and Logan walked out of the ward with the doctor. Emily's chest heaved, her heart pounding harder. Anxiety lingered in the air."Doctor, how's Carl's health?" Logan asked first, while Emily stood there looking at one way."While his immune system is still stable, we have to explore several options for a bone marrow transplant. Since neither of you is a match, having a child together could potentially save his life.” The doctor said, staring at them sympathetically.“I understand this is personal but do know that I'll always be here to support you. If you need anything, please let me know. And if you're willing to consider this option, then we can discuss the details further. I'll be taking my leave now,”.The doctor's words hang heavily in the air even after he left.[ Present day]The hospital room was filled with tension, the only
Collin’s chest heaved as he stared at his phone's screen, his hands clenched into tight fists as if he was about to go into a fight. The news played on repeat, Logan and Emily were seen together again, smiling like the latest couples in town. The sight of them chuckling and spending quality time together burned through him like a fire blaze on top of his head."Unbelievable!" he roared, flipping the coffee table in front of him. "After everything I did, after everything I said, she still went back to him?"Vivian, standing in the corner, let out a quiet chuckle. She had been watching him the entire time, enjoying the spectacle of his rage and unhappiness. Unlike him, she wasn’t blinded by anger, she saw an opportunity to do what has always been within her."Throwing objects won’t change the fact that she's back in Logan's arms," she said, walking slowly to Collins.Collin looked around, eyes flashing with anger. "Shut up, Vivian!"She smirked. "Why should I? I warned you, didn't I? Em
Logan's POV “If you're not ready for another baby, I guess we can explore several options. Just know that I'll always be here to support you in whatever decision you choose,” I said comfortingly as I placed my hands on top of hers.Emily nodded as she alighted from the car. Together, we walked into the apartment to check on Carl. As we got in, the maids greeted us with a welcoming smile.Emily cast a bored glance around. I could tell that she was completely stressed and overwhelmed because of Carl's condition.“What of Carl?” She asked the chubby maid who was standing at the doorway.“He’s awake. He woke up just recently. He's been asking about you and his father.” “Okay. Thanks for informing me,” she mumbled, tearing her gaze from her.We walked past several rooms until we got to Carl’s room. He sprawled on the bed, holding his toy train and dinosaurs in his hand..His face lit as soon as he saw us walk in “Dad!” He jumped down from his bed and sprinted towards us. Brenda, his nan
Logan’s POV I boarded a flight back to New York not long after Emily's call. Restlessness gnawed at my chest, my mind racing with several thoughts. I was enveloped by the hum of activities at the terminal. I scurried around, grabbing my luggage behind me. Finally, I was onboard. A wave of relief washed over me but I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was definitely wrong.I stared at my phone as I dialed Emily's number but she wasn't picking.“Emily, please pick up. Pick up..” I whispered, shoving my fingers into my hair with a line of worry on my forehead.I tried to reach her once again but It didn't go through. I sighed in exhaustion as I reclined on my chair.“Whatever it is, I hope it's not bad.” I mumbled, dragging my lower lip with my teeth.The air hostess gave an announcement and meals were served afterwards. I didn't touch my meal; my appetite was gone. All I needed at the moment was to be with Emily and Carl. I shut my eyes, inwardly hoping everything is fine.
Emily's POV The doctor's words resounded in my ears and I just couldn't believe it. I froze for a moment. it felt as if time had come to a standstill. “Can you tell me more about this SCID?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. The doctor's voice was gentle as he added, “It's a rare genetic disorder that affects the immune system.” I listened intently, my brows knitting. He cleared his throat and continued, “It is caused by mutations in genes which play crucial roles in development and functions of the immune system.” My eyes narrowed as I struggled to process his words “So, are you trying to say that we passed it down to him?” His lips conformed into a thin line. He nodded and also added, “While it can be inherited from parents who are carriers of mutated genes, it can also be caused by spontaneous mutations during fetal development. The latter I believe is what caused It.” A deep sigh escaped my lips. I paused for a moment, trying to pull myself together. "What