TheaJohn walks me inside the mansion in a wheelchair when I hear the loud noise of footsteps rushing towards me. "What's this noise?" I exclaim, trying to look back, tilting my head at John. He just smiles. Before he could say anything, the noise became even louder."Mom!"I turn back right away and spot Ryan and Kevin running down the stairs. In no time, they surge faster towards me and hug me tightly.I was so unprepared for that. It takes me a while to react. "Mom! How are you now?" Ryan squeals."I'm fine", I mutter, not really trying to move my hand. "God! We missed you so much. Why didn't you talk to us?" Kevin's voice is a bit heavier when he complains. And surprisingly, that doesn't irritate me at all.I was thinking that I would freak out when they would start being clingy. "I didn't want to worry you both", I say and smile at the same time, slowly moving my hands to touch their backs.They tighten the grip around me even more. "We missed you so much", Ryan starts sobbi
Christian"Spring Valley is just a few miles away from the city", Emily says. "It's safe, beautiful and definitely a better place to spend a vacation"We laugh together, sitting in my study room while we discuss the recent changes in Chrissie's treatment procedure. I'm almost done with half of the things and I can't wait to start afresh everything about Chrissie. "Hopefully. Well, how much time is it gonna take for the complete setup? Michael is ready to call Dr Decker. He's ready to perform the surgery and observe the rest of the process. He's one of the most capable child cancer specialists""Yeah. I heard about him a lot", she closes the files and takes a moment before adding. "Christian, are you sure about changing the whole dynamic of her treatment? I mean— leaving Texas! And you're agreeing to move to Spring Valley for the whole thing", her eyes tense along with her voice. "I mean that's huge. And I'm just worried. I— I really did my best to find the best for Chrisanna but—" "
TheaMy eyes widen at the sight of hers and I was jump-scared. Her eyes are cold, darted at me, with a smirk lingering on her face. However, it scares me when I realise the entire room is dark and I can see her only through the blue lights. "What are you doing here?" I force my voice to come out while trying to turn the lights on, stretching my hand towards the bedside table. But the switch isn't working.The lights were on when I closed my eyes. How can everything change so drastically within a minute? How can she come inside my room without letting me know? More than that, how can she stand on her own feet? I feel scared for no reason. Everything seems to be different and weird. Eerie. I gulp down as my throat dries up. She has been staring at me without even blinking which makes it more uncomfortable for me. She doesn't even speak a word. "I asked you what you're doing here", I screech, trying my best to be loud. However, my voice isn't even that loud right now. It seems like I
TheaTiffany pauses, eyeing me for a couple of seconds. "Why?""Because I told you to", I snap. "I wanna know how Chrisanna is. They didn't even bother to come to me after that day. Chrisanna needed that bone marrow and they should have come to me again. They just didn't. If you are saying that I'm a terrible mother, they are definitely no less. If they cared so much about her, they would definitely give it another shot. I would fucking agree to donate. That was my whole motive. I would definitely accept the defeat", I blurt out in a breath. "Wow!" She sighs, rolling her eyes and takes her phone out of her jeans pocket. "I thought there would be some genuine change but you're literally blaming them for not coming to you"There are reasons. Maybe, some more. That I can't figure out myself. But if blaming them makes it a bit easier for me, I'll keep doing that. "It's switched off", Tiffany tells me."What?" I exclaim. "Switched off!" She repeats. "Why the hell would she switch her p
IvannaI feel the soft touch of small fingertips on my eyelids. It makes me smile as I finch underneath the sheets, taking time to get over the morning hangover. The touch of tiny fingertips trails down my cheeks when I hear the small giggles. Without opening my eyes, I pull my arm out of the blanket and wrap it around Chrisanna, pulling her inside the sheets. She gasps right away, breaking into giggles. "Mama!" She squeals. I hug her tightly, taking her into my arms."Who is here to disturb me?" I mumble."It's me!" She says. "You just pulled me like a monster swallows little babies"She tilts her head towards me as I open my eyes smiling at her. It's not easy to start every passing morning to watch her change. For the worst definitely. Her face turns paler with each passing day. And she gets skinnier than the previous day. The dark spots under her eyes get deeper and deeper. The only thing which remains the same is her adorable smile. The confidence in her eyes that even I don't
Ivanna"Ivanna!" Stella literally screams as soon as she picks up the call. I flinch a bit and immediately try to reply but she doesn't give me the chance. "Long time, girl. Long time. How did you even remember me? I thought you suffered from memory loss", she groans, making me cackle a bit. But she doesn't just stop there. "It's been years. Like I didn't even see you after the PhD programme. I know Emily has always been close to you. But I was too. No?" Her voice comes a bit low. As always. Sentimental Stella. "You didn't even change at all", I laugh. "But you must have forgotten that you were the one to leave the USA for like four years right after achieving the doctorate", I tell her.She goes silent for a while."Yeah. Yeah. But still—""Okay. Let's put the complaints aside. How are you doing these days?" I ask."Working my ass off. Dealing with my pathetic dumbass husband. The divorce procedure is going on", she groans."Ah! I'm sorry", I mutter."Don't be sorry. Please congrat
IvannaSpring Valley is not really far away from the town. It took us a few hours to reach that village. I had never been here before but the village beside this one on a college trip. The place is calmer than the town and as soon as we reach there, an air of freshness hits us. Seems like a nice time to start all the good and positive things. I have always looked for a new environment to start afresh. Be it 11 years ago, when I was eighteen and left Dallas. I went to Texas City for a new life. Then I again went back to Dallas for another new start. Which started with Christian. Maybe, it's always been like that with me. I'm confident about talking to Christian about filing a lawsuit. I know this shouldn't be something to be nervous about. But I don't know why I'm feeling like he's not gonna take it that seriously. I have a gut feeling that Christian will not go for it.It's not like I will ever force any of my decisions on him. But I badly want him to do something for himself, carin
IvannaI gulp down and drag myself a little closer to him. As he senses me getting closer, he looks up again. His calm and soulful eyes meet mine and his lips curve into a smile. "You know you don't have to smile when you don't want to", I hear myself literally whispering near his face. I cup his face gently, with an automated urge of kissing him. But his lips move to speak before that."I want to smile every time you look at me. This is never a forced one", he says as our noses barely touch.I close my eyes shut, letting the gap between our lips melt. He slides his hand behind my back and pushes me towards him as our chests brush against each other. I feel his heart thudding against my chest. I gently put my palm on his chest and begin to rub, fondle down to his torso, as gently as possible. He tightens his grip around my waist with that intensity and smashes me harder against him as if all the small gestures I'm passing to him are definitely giving him more than he thought he wa