AthenaSebastian's relentless pursuit of alternative options continued, with each phone call to a different doctor, his hope diminishing and frustration mounting. The hours ticked by, and I could no longer contain my growing impatience."Sebastian, we were supposed to talk," I finally spoke up, my voice carrying a tinge of exasperation. “And from the past hour, all you are doing is dialling different numbers on that phone of yours and talking to different doctors. One after another.” I had been observing his frantic attempts to find a solution, but it was clear that his efforts were leading nowhere."Because that's the only way we can find a solution to this problem," He spoke, stealing a brief glance in my direction before resuming his pacing. I watched as he dialled yet another number, desperate for a different outcome. The cycle of disappointment seemed unending, as one after another, the doctors he contacted declined to take on our complex case. And what worsened Sebastian's pati
SebastianThe winds blew cold, mirroring the icy void that consumed my heart after her departure. Standing before her grave, my hands trembled and my breath quivered. The lingering warmth of her scent clung to my senses, blurring the lines between reality and nightmare. The boundaries of time and space faded, leaving me stranded in a collision of heaven and hell. Darkness permeated everything, blacker than coal.Her name etched on the tombstone intensified the rapid thumping of my heart.No, she couldn't be gone. We had vowed to fight through it together.I did not know where I was. The surroundings, though unfamiliar, held a tangible weight, leaving me unsure of where I truly stood. In this uncertain realm, everything felt strangely real. In the midst of the suffocating silence, a cry shattered the darkness—the cry of an innocent newborn. Startled, I frantically searched for the source, my eyes darting through the enveloping blackness. And then, her voice pierced the air, a haunti
AthenaHearing the sound of my voice, he froze in place, his movements suspended in time.Neither he nor I made a single motion, locked in an eerie tableau of vulnerability. The belt remained clutched tightly in his hand, a lingering symbol of his self-inflicted agony. To me, It seemed as if he staggered on the ridge of a decision, torn between turning towards me and stepping aside the instrument of pain, or retreating into the solace of avoidance. I couldn't help but sense a profound vulnerability in him, as if he lacked the strength to confront me directly.If only he knew how much it hurt to see him like this.Knowing that he was a great distance away from mustering the strength to face me, I steeled myself and closed the gap between us. Gathering every ounce of courage I possessed, I positioned myself directly before him, refusing to wait for him to turn back. Yet, his gaze remained averted, his head bowed low, fixated on the shadow cast by my form. A solitary teardrop traced a p
Athena"When will Tristan arrive?" I asked, "Are you certain he's going to show up?"So far, things seemed normal. Sebastian had shaken off that distant demeanour and was behaving as he usually did. The hesitancy in his steps, the unwavering gaze, and every subtle movement I had noticed upon my return had faded away. To be honest, it eased my concerns.I didn't want him to dwell on the past. I wanted him here, with me, in the present, fighting alongside me instead of fighting against himself. He had his reasons for feeling guilty, but it didn't mean he should spend the rest of his life burdened by that guilt and regret.He deserved happiness, and I wanted to bring him joy. I wanted to witness him living the life he had been deprived of. Despite the impending war that awaited us, I still held onto hope that amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope would emerge and we would overcome this havoc.And if not, at least between me and our baby, our baby would survive."Yes, love. I'm certain. I'
Athena "I apologise for the other day, Tristan," Sebastian uttered, "Thank you so much for coming here today. It means a lot."Tristan offered us a smile infused with understanding. "There's no need for apologies, Sebastian. I can understand what you both are going through," His voice, gentle and calm, "These are tough times, both for you and your partner. Please believe me when I say that I am here to offer my assistance in every possible way.""Thank you, Tristan," I managed to muster a smile, although turmoil consumed me from within.Selecting this path had been an arduous decision for Sebastian and me. But we had to save our little one—this battle for survival had become inescapable."Don't express gratitude for what should be my duty. It's my job," Tristan's smile waned slightly. "However, there is something I want both of you to understand. I will invest my utmost effort, fighting tooth and nail against the complexities to ensure safe delivery and prevent any unforeseen complic
Athena "Sebastian, I..." I hesitated, searching for the right words, acutely aware of my mistake.I shouldn't have mentioned his name in front of my mate. Aaron had gone above and beyond for me, demonstrating both loyalty and thoughtfulness. But to do that, he had to compromise his loyalty and disregard Sebastian's feelings. I genuinely cared for Aaron and missed his presence. Our bond had grown remarkably strong in such a short time."Well," he sighed, mustering a smile as he sat up, a hint of melancholy shimmered in his eye as he gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear. "It's actually Sarah and Shelly. I thought it would be a pleasant surprise for you, a chance to catch up. I didn't realise you were expecting someone else. My mistake.""Sebastian, please don't say that," I whispered, my voice laced with guilt. "I'm sorry. I never intended to...""Hey, love," he tenderly hushed me, placing a finger on my lips. "It's okay. No need to apologise. I understand how you're feel
AaronI tapped the cigarette's ash onto the tray—a steady rhythm of addiction. My lungs ablaze, bitterness swirled on my tongue, yet the weight on my chest remained unyielding. This was the tenth one till now.Fucking hell! Of all the choices, she once again fell for that monster, disregarding everything I had done to reach a point where I could at least hope to hear a yes from her. She stuffed a friendship tag in my mouth, silencing my desires.Was it so difficult for her to let go of a monster like Sebastian Valdez? Or was it her struggle to accept me? The question gnawed at me relentlessly. It had been over a week, yet thoughts of her consumed my mind, as if her scent ran through my veins instead of blood, her voice echoed in place of my heartbeat, and her image tainted every corner of my memory.God, if only she knew the depths of my obsession and the lengths I went to claim her as my own.A frustrated sigh escaped my lips. "Fuck. I'm going insane."Just as I teetered on the edge
Aaron"Who are you?" I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of confusion and fear."Ah, it seems your memory fails you, I understand facing a loss in love does that to everyone,” he chuckled over the phone, a sinister undertone colouring his laughter. "I am…Celine's mate."What the fuck!"What?!" I blurted out, unable to process this unexpected revelation."Yes, shocking indeed," he continued with a sly tone. "Celine didn't mention me to anyone. It adds a certain element of surprise, don't you think?"There's no way this motherfucker could be Celine's mate. I never thought much of that bitch after all the despicable things she did to seek revenge on Sebastian. She sold her dignity and soul in the process."Stop bluffing and tell me who the fuck are you?!"He sighed, his weariness apparent even through the phone. "I don't like repeating myself, but it seems you're too shocked to comprehend. I am Celine's mate, and I'm well aware of the actions you've taken, including being their compan