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Threads of the Heart
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The breakfast table was unusually quiet as the three of them sat down, the clinking of cutlery and the birds' chirping filled the silence. Aaron, dressed sharply for the day, focused on his plate, eating with measured movements. Clara tried to lighten the mood with casual chatter, but Lily remained quiet, her gaze flickering toward Aaron nervously. As he finished his breakfast and pushed his chair back to stand, Lily took a deep breath, her fingers gripping the edge of the table. She should probably say something, she thought. For Aaron to not utter a word not even talk with Clara if not Lily, was something Lily didn't often notice "Aaron," she said softly. He paused, glancing at her briefly but not saying anything. "I just… I just wanted to say I’m sorry," Lily continued, her voice sincere but hesitant. "For what I did yesterday. I shouldn’t have—" “It’s okay,” Aaron interrupted, his tone nonchalant, as if brushing off an inconsequential matter. He didn’t even look
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It wasn’t fair to anyone-especially not to him-to pretend those feelings didn’t exist. Even if they stayed just as friends for a while, the goal was never to just remain friends with her. So, he kept his distance. He busied himself with work, with errands, with anything that would keep his mind off her. He stayed out of the house as much as he could, avoiding those quiet moments when it was just the two of them and the tension between them grew too thick to ignore. She crossed her arms, refusing to back down despite the unreadable expression on his face. “Stop avoiding me.” Aaron’s brows furrowed, and he let out a low chuckle that held no humor. “Avoiding you? Why would I do that?” “I don’t know,” she said, her voice softer now. “You tell me. You’ve barely spoken to me for days. You won’t even stay in the same room as me for more than five minutes.” She shrugged. He leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossing over his chest in a defensive posture. “Maybe I’ve just bee
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"Forget it," he said coldly. "It doesn’t matter." Lily stared at him, her anger faltering for just a second as his words hit her. The way he said it-like it did matter, but he didn’t want to admit it-made her chest tighten. She turned to go but this time Aaron's voice stopped her. "Just...don't think I dont care." "You don't, quit acting like you do." She turned away again, ready to storm off for good, but before she could take a single step, a warm, strong hand wrapped around her arm. The grip wasn’t rough, but firm enough to stop her in her tracks. In an instant, Aaron turned her back toward him, his movements swift yet controlled. Lily’s breath hitched as she found herself inches away from his face, his silver eyes piercing through her frustration. His touch sent a jolt through her, a mix of anger and something she couldn’t name. "I do care, Lily," Aaron said, his voice firm but laced with emotion. "Don't think for a second that I don't. And yes, I may have an ego, bu
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She didn't want him to think that her desire to mend things with him was rooted in guilt or desperation but at the same time she felt telling him would be wrong. Aaron deserved the truth, didn’t he? The truth that her concern for Zared was just…human. You don’t just erase someone from your mind and heart overnight. Even when love fades, there’s still something left behind-a care, no matter how faint. That’s all it was now. But saying that aloud to Aaron felt complicated. What if he misunderstood her intentions? What if it made things worse instead of better? She wasn't ready for a new relationship, the thought made a picture in her head. Aaron and Lily sitting on a couch curled up in a blanket watching a rom-com, Aaron kissing her forehead time to time. She blinked her eyes rapidly in order to shake the picture out her mind. Should she tell him ? Should she not ? The thought of Aaron avoiding her forever and them being on the terms they were right now made her stomach churn i
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She sighed, running a hand through her hair. “I wasn’t trying to make this complicated, Aaron. I just wanted to be honest with you and get our friendship back on track. That’s all.” His gaze softened slightly, and for the first time in days, she saw the tension in his shoulders ease. “I believe you,” he said quietly. “And I’m glad you told me. But…” “But what?” she prompted, tilting her head. Before she could process it, Aaron stepped forward, reaching out and gently grabbing her arm. In one swift motion, he pulled her closer, his chest solid and warm against her as her head brushed against him. Her breath was caught in her throat, she tilted her head back to meet his gaze. His silver eyes bore into hers with an intensity that made her heart pound faster and faster. They had the same look in them like the other day-when he said he wasn't just a silly boy. There were two Aarons, Lily had determined now, one was with the intense look and the other...it was the silly one.
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The room was pure chaos. The steady rhythm of beeping machines was replaced by an ear-splitting alarm. The doctor barked orders, his voice sharp and frantic, cutting through the panic like a blade in the air. The nurses scrambled back on his orders, their faces pale and wide-eyed as the doctor positioned the paddles against the man’s lifeless chest. His hands trembled, betraying his own fear as he pressed down. "Charging—300 joules! Everyone clear!" The first shock jolted Zared’s body violently off the bed. His chest arched, his head lolled to the side, but the heart monitor remained flat, no sign of change. Beep. Beep. Beeeeeeeep. "Again!" The doctor’s voice cracked under the strain. Sweat dripping from his forehead. Another shock. Another desperate jolt. Zared’s body slammed back down onto the bed with a sickening thud once again, limp and unresponsive. The nurses exchanged frightened glances, their hands hovering, unsure of how to help. "Don’t stop compressions!
Last Updated : 2024-12-18My Cold Husband Echoes of Shock
A single tear rolling down his cheek before he collapsed back onto the bed, lifeless. "No,no,no,no." The news anchor’s voice filled the silence. “Zared Williams, known for his innovative contributions to technology and his efforts towards hi company, was pronounced dead at 10:47 p.m. Doctors have confirmed that his death was caused by the disconnection of critical life-support machines. Despite being close to a full recovery, it appears Mr. Williams made the decision to end his life. What the doctors are calling an apparent suicide." Tears welled in Lily’s eyes as her chest tightened painfully. She turned to Clara, who was still frozen in place, her hand trembling against her lips. “This…this isn’t real,” Lily murmured, shaking her head as if trying to wake herself from a nightmare. “It can’t be.” Clara finally looked at her, her eyes glistening with tears. “It is, Lily,” she whispered. “He’s…he’s gone.” Lily stumbled back, her legs weak beneath her. The weight of the news c
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Lily, Aaron, and Clara walked briskly down the sterile, cold hallways of the hospital, their footsteps echoing, at the end of the corridor, where Zared’s parents and Aaron’s parents were standing together, faces etched with grief. The moment they approached, Lily saw Zared’s mother, her tear-streaked face crumpling further. “He’s already been moved,” Zared’s father said, his voice hoarse. “To the freezer. They’re preparing him for the funeral.” Lily froze mid-step, her heart sinking. She hadn’t realized how desperately she’d wanted to see him one last time. Her lips parted, but no words came out. “Why so soon?” Aaron asked, his voice laced with disbelief. “It’s the procedure,” Aaron’s father said, his voice heavy. “Once the body is declared and cleared, there’s no waiting.” Lily clenched her fists at her sides, overwhelmed by a mixture of grief and frustration. The chance to say goodbye was ripped away. All she had now were the memories-and the haunting, unanswered qu
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"I can forgive you, I guess. People have done worse than this." She admitted. "Did he do anything to you? What did he come for?" Lily's eyes narrowed. "I’ve had...Damian keeping an eye on you ever since he revealed himself to you...." Aaron admitted, "I didn’t want you to be blindsided by him.” For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be angry or grateful. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, her voice quiet. “Because I didn’t want to scare you,” he said honestly. “I wanted to make sure you were safe, but I also wanted to respect your space. I wasn’t sure if hearing it from me would help or just...make things worse.” Her emotions overwhelmed her, and before she could stop herself, tears welled up in her eyes. Aaron, without hesitation, reached across the table and took her hand. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “You’re safe now. That’s all that matters.” For the first time in what felt like forever, Lily let herself break. She leaned across the table, and Aaron
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It had been two weeks since the gala, and life had settled back into its usual rhythm for Lily; or at least, that’s what she told herself over the weeks. The days were packed with meetings, client calls, and deadlines, leaving her little time to dwell on anything else. But no matter how busy she was, Aaron’s presence lingered in the back of her mind like a stubborn shadow. She hadn’t expected to see him again so soon, and certainly not like that-standing across a room, looking at her with a mix of longing and regret. Lily shook her head as she sat at her desk, trying to push the memory aside. He doesn’t matter anymore, she reminded herself. You’ve moved on. Your life is yours now. But the truth was harder to face. A part of her was still drawn to him, to the man who had once made her feel like the center of his universe. Later that evening at her apartment, as she stepped into the kitchen, her phone buzzed on the counter. She picked it up to see Clara’s name flashing on
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Aaron was already making his way toward her, his steps purposeful but hesitant. “Do you want me to distract him?” Clara asked, noticing. “No,” Lily said, surprising even herself. “I’ll handle it.” When he finally reached her, he stopped just short of invading her space. “Lily,” he said, his voice a mix of relief and uncertainty. “Aaron,” she replied, keeping her tone neutral. Clara took that as her cue to slip away, leaving them alone. “You look...” Aaron trailed off, his gaze softening. “You look beautiful.” “Thank you,” Lily said, her walls firmly in place. There was an awkward silence before Aaron spoke again. “How have you been?” “Busy,” Lily said simply. “You?” "Same. Busy." He said, his eyes boring into her's. Aaron Knight had never been one to doubt himself. His confidence, honed over years of navigating ruthless boardrooms and mastering impossible deals, was unshakable. But now, sitting in his empty penthouse with the city lights stretching endlessly b
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The penthouse felt lifeless. Every step Aaron took echoed through the empty rooms, each sound reminding him of what he’d lost. He couldn’t stop himself from wandering to Lily’s favorite spots-the kitchen where she used to hum softly while brewing tea, the couch where they would argue about what to watch, her corner of the bedroom where her books were still stacked neatly, her pink and white bedroom-the one she always dreamed about. He stood by the window where Lily once leaned against his chest, watching the city lights together happily. Now, those same lights felt distant and cold. On the coffee table lay a scarf she’d left behind, forgotten in the rush of her departure. Aaron’s hand trembled as he picked it up, the soft fabric bringing back the faintest trace of her perfume. He closed his eyes, clutching it tightly as if it could somehow bring her back. Aaron couldn’t shake the memory of her face when she left, her tear filled eyes, the hurt in her voice as she said goodbye.
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The penthouse felt cavernous in her absence. Lily’s steps echoed faintly against the polished floors as she carried a small bag down the hall. She had packed only the essentials-clothes, documents, and her favorite book-a conscious decision not to look back. The thought of leaving the home they'd shared stung, but staying felt like drowning. Her mind replayed the scene in Aaron’s study, the damning photographs and the file with her name etched at the top. Every piece of information about her, laid bare-her family, her childhood, her fears. She’d trusted him, and in return, he had dissected her life like a puzzle to control. As she neared the door, the faint scent of his cologne lingered, and her grip on the bag tightened. This was the only goodbye she could give. Aaron had been out since the incident-a small mercy-but as Lily turned the handle, she heard the elevator hum to life. Her heart plummeted. The doors slid open, and Aaron stepped out, his suit slightly dishevel
