Emily’s POV The night passed slowly, each minute dragging in like an eternity. Dawn crept in through the curtain, casting a pale light across the room, but it did nothing to lift the weight on my chest. Logan had commenced processing a DNA verification for Carl, and although he had discussed it with me earlier, I still couldn’t believe he’d commenced it without my approval. Sitting on the bed, I sighed and slammed the alarm with my palm. The blaring sound went off, and silence ensued. My phone chimed after a while. Yawning, I stared at the caller ID through hodded eyes. “Kate,” I mumbled, sitting on the bed and reclining on the headboard. “Hi Emerald , Good morning. How was your night?” Kate asked, concerned. “My night was fine. How was yours?” “It was great. I spent the night at Jeremy’s. I’m on my way home.. Guess what Jeremy did last night?” Kate asked, her voice tinged with excitement. I nibbled my lips and crossed my legs on top of the other, hinting at what it co
Logan's POVI felt an overwhelming heaviness in my heart as I stood at the left end of the court. Emily was at the right end with her gaze fixed on the judge who was seated in front of us on his bench. Samantha, my lawyer was beside me, eager to help me win this case..Emily has her lawyer beside her, Jenkins–one of the most renowned and famous lawyers in New York. The air seems to thicken as everywhere suddenly becomes warm, a stark contrast to the air outside.Each time I stare at Emily, she doesn't even look in my direction. Even in the middle of the case, I just couldn't help but admire her beauty. She looked so hot in that black minidress of hers which gave justice to her well endowed curves and behind. It took a lot of self-control for me to refocus myself to stop staring.“Mr. Logan.”. Samantha mumbled, grabbing my attention.“Yes.”“I’m glad the result turned out positive. And as for the custody case…. I'll do my best.” “Thank you, Samantha,” I replied, straightening my tie
Emily's POVCollin let his hands wander down my waist as he basked in my smell. Smiling, I grabbed his cheeks and planted a kiss on his lips.“Babe!” Collin whispered, nuzzling me and wrapping his arm around me. He went on a trip to New Jersey to visit his cousin and had promise me he'd show up at the court when he returns“Sorry I'm late. Was stuck in traffic.” He explained while I nodded, a smile on my face.He grazed my chin with his fingers and whispered, “You look beautiful in this dress, Emily,” “Thanks…” I replied, while he assessed me from head to toe, enthralled in my beauty. He took his gaze to the people coming out of the court and his eyes settled on Logan whose eyes was on us the entire time.Collin shifted his gaze at me and asked, “So. How was it? Carl's custody case?”My smile deepened as I replied, “It was great. Carl will remain under my custody since Logan's request for a joint custody got denied..”“Really?” Collin asked, raising both brows in surprise while I no
Emily's POV I tried to maintain a calm demeanor even when Cecile's words pierced every part of my heart. I tried to develop a thick skin when she kept telling me how memorable her experiences were with Colin. Collin stared at me, noticing my doubts about their relationship as friends.“Collin is one of the best, Emerald. I can assure you. I've tasted him so I can gladly tell!” She spoke, while Vivian chuckled, almost spilling the drink from her mouth.My breath stalled in my chest as the meaning of her words sank in.I clenched my fist, my blood boiling in rage as their laughter echoed in my ears like irritation.“Shut it, Cecile! Shut the fuck up!” Collin yelled when he couldn't take it any longer..He grasped his fork tightly as, his eyes burning with flames as he shot her a glare.I dropped my cutleries, my tongues tied as several emotions overwhelmed me.. Collins could sense the change in my countenance.He placed his hands on mine while I curled my fist and retracted my hands.
Emily's POV “No .no..no. I just have to see Carl. He's missing me badly, and I have some works to do with my dad..” I made the last statement up so he could see how urgent it was for me to leave. I just couldn't stand seeing Vivian and Cecile any longer. Plus, my mood is already ruined and I don't want to ruin it further by extending my stay here. Wiping my mouth with my serviette, i forced a smile on my face as I got on my feet. “I will drop you off, Emerald,” Collin said, getting on his feet as well “No, Collin. I don't want to bother you. I'll be fine with boarding a cab back home..” “No, Emerald,..” He cut in.. “Please Collin.. Just for today,” He gulped down nothing and nodded curtly, giving in to my decision. He could sense that I carved some moment alone even when I didn't tell it to his face. He knew I was still hurting from what Cecile said earlier. “Good bye,” I said with a sad smile as i clutched my bag and spun around to leave. Getting to the street, I
Collin’s POV Emerald has been busy with work lately and she barely has time for me. I couldn’t help but worry because I’m starting to feel she’s still upset about the whole thing that happened at the restaurant back there. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, a stern look on my face. After raking my fingers through my hair and ensuring it was smooth, I wore my suit over my sparkling white shirt. My lips conformed into a thin line as I adjusted my cufflinks and wore my wristwatch. My phone chimed, alerting me of an incoming call. I peered at the screen. It was Alex calling. Alex is part of the members in our mafia clan. Picking his call, I propped the phone between my ear and my shoulder as I fixed the time on my wristwatch. “Hello, Alex. What’s up?” I greeted, strolling to my shoe rack to get myself a pair of brogues. “Good. I just want to inform you that the meeting commences by nine. Anyone who fails to attend early will be punished by Lorenzo. He made it clear the
Collin's POV “What do you want, Cecile?” I asked, my voice filled with frustration. I gazed at her through the rearview mirror with a scowl on my face. I was still upset with what she did back there at the restaurant. “I'm asking you a question, Cecile. Why are you here? Have you been spying on me? It's surprising that you'd enter my car without my consent!” I blurted, stamping on the accelerator with my grip tightening on the steering wheel. Cecile tilted to the right, her smile faltering.“Collin!” She called. “Could you please slow down! You're driving at a full speed and you sure know how it's dangerous!!” “Tell me what you're doing here, Cecile?” “Is that a question?” She asked, scoffing as she grasped the headrest in front of her.. The windshield was down and her hair wafted in the wind that blew in.“Collin, would you stop the car?!” She yelled as she windup the windshield.“Untill you tell me what you're doing here!” I bawled, swerving the car to a different path. “I t
Emily’s POV.Yawning, I got off the bed, my mouth partly opened with my arms stretched. A faint smile crept on my lips as I slid my feet into my slippers. It’s just seven in the morning and the sun is up already, glowing in the enormous, pristine blue sky. Walking to the window, I spread the curtains apart and opened the blinds. “What a beautiful day!” I mumbled, staring at the birds, which were now singing in a lovely thrill note on tree branches. A knock came on the door, diverting my attention to it. My smile deepened as I strolled towards the door and opened it.“Good morning, Miss Emily,” the maid greeted, her teeth showing through a warm smile.“Morning, Kiara.” I replied, raising a brow as I hinted at what she has to say.“The baker is here and the meals are ready as well. The delivery man has just dropped by and he wants to see you before leaving.”“Oh..” I mumbled, my lips in the shape of an oval…It just occurred to me that my dad’s birthday was today. We’re planning to th
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