Jack stood up abruptly, staring at Mariam. This confession was pressing on his chest, he needed to get it out, and it had to be now."Hey!" Jack called out.Mariam looked up, her expression soft yet curious. They had just gotten back together. After the romance and the relief of being reunited, the last thing she wanted was more drama. She could sense his agitation but wasn’t ready for more problems."Jack, what’s this about? Can’t it wait? We’ve just made up. Let’s not spoil this moment," she said, her tone gentle but firm.Jack shook his head. "No, Mariam, it can’t wait. I need to get this off my chest. You don’t know how much it’s been eating at me. I can't keep holding onto this anymore."Mariam sighed. "Jack, if it’s something from the past, leave it there. We’ve both moved on from the mistakes. Do we need to drag up more things that’ll only hurt us?"Jack clenched his fists, the words he had been rehearsing in his head now stumbling over themselves. He had to tell her. "Mariam,
After they had the discussion about Tasha.. Mariam decided to go home.. that night was long and restless for the both of them. In their separate apartments, they tossed and turned, unable to ease the pain in their hearts. Mariam laid on her back in her room staring up at the ceiling, her mind filled with anger, sadness, and confusion. She hated that this was happening again, she hated that Jack had once again betrayed her but a part of her still loved him.Jack wasn’t any better off either.. Lying on his bed, he replayed every word of their argument in his head. Her last words kept taunting him "when will I ever enjoy a relationship without betrayals" that stucked in his head. And he wished to rewrite the whole beliefs she had for him. Knowing fully well that he is a good man and will always be. That night was just a big mistake.Morning came slowly, their sleepless night etched on both their faces."Maybe it wasn’t worth fighting anymore. Maybe it was time to stop holding onto th
Jack’s face shifted from surprised to confused, as if Mariam had just suggested something outrageous. He let out a nervous laugh, scratching the back of his head. “Fire Tasha? Seriously. Has it gotten to that?”Mariam, arms crossed, was in no mood for his deflection. She raised an eyebrow, her voice cold and sharp. “Yes, of course.”Jack’s expression softened as he sighed, placing his cup of coffee down on the table. “Mariam, it was all a mistake. It hasn’t gotten to firing her.”Mariam’s eyes flared with irritation. She leaned forward, her hands resting on her knees as if ready to jump into another fight. “So, what do you plan on doing, Jack? Keep her in the office so she can make more ‘mistakes’? Because I’m not going to sit around waiting for the next time she mysteriously shows up in your bed.”Jack shook his head, clearly frustrated. “Babe, that’s not going to happen again. I’ve told you, nothing will ever happen between us again. It was a stupid, drunken night. I barely even rem
As Dazzle gripped the steering wheel, the hospital loomed ahead.Tears blurred his vision, but he didn’t care. The emotional rollercoaster he was feeling was heavier than anything physical he was feeling at the moment.He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, shaking his head in disbelief at everything…He didn’t want to believe that the baby, his baby, was gone…He was angry and frustrated at the same time. First, for Kimberly trapping him in this marriage and secondly, the sorrow of losing his first ever child. He wanted the baby so much even though his feelings for Kim had always been so complicated. The news of Kim losing his baby hit him so hard…As he parked and made his way toward the hospital doors, his feet felt heavy. Each step brought him closer to facing the reality that Kimberly had lost their child. He was conflicted, his heart racing. He didn’t know how he was going to handle it.Finally, he entered the hospital room and saw her. Kimberly was lying there, her face pale, he
Two days later, Kimberly was discharged from the hospital, and things had been different since they arrived home, so different that she barely recognized her own life. Dazzle, the same man who had been distant and sometimes cold, had transformed overnight. Now, he spoiled her in ways she never expected.“Kim, sit down. I’ll get it,” Dazzle insisted for the fifth time that morning as he rushed to grab her a glass of water.“I’m just trying to pick up a pin, Dazzle,” Kim said, shaking her head, amused but touched by how he wouldn’t even let her lift a finger.“Nope. No picking up pins. Not today, not tomorrow. I got this,” Dazzle said, grinning as he handed her the glass. “You just relax.”Kim smiled as she took a sip, sinking back into the plush pillows on the couch. It felt strange, being pampered like this, but at the same time, it was comforting. She still couldn’t believe how much had changed in just a few days. They had lost their baby, but somehow, in the midst of that loss, sh
Tasha woke up with a not-so-good feeling. The room was spinning slightly as she sat up in bed, she was feeling nauseous. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths, trying to fight it off, but it only made her feel worse."Ugh, what is wrong with me?" she mumbled to herself, pressing a hand to her forehead. She had been feeling off for the past few days, but today was worse. Still, she wasn’t the type to call in sick. She still wanted to go to work.After dragging herself through her morning routine, she arrived at the office. She needed to drop the files of work she had over the past few days in Jack's office. And maybe complain she wasn't going to stay long, she needed some rest. As she walked toward Jack’s office, her steps faltered. She felt a cold sweat break out on her skin, but she still hrld herself."I haven't been sick in a long while. This should be minor though"..When she finally stepped inside Jack’s office, he was on the phone with Mariam, looking distracted. He barel
Time seemed to crawl as he waited for an update.Jack paced the hospital corridor, the sound of his shoes tapping rhythmically against the cold floor. Time dragged painfully as he waited for any news about Tasha. The last few hours had been a whirlwind, and his mind was still not settled. "What happened? Was Tasha okay?" A hundred thoughts swirled around in his head, but none of them stuck for long. Finally, a doctor emerged from the room. Jack straightened up immediately, his pulse quickening.“Mr. Jack?” the doctor asked, scanning the waiting area.“Yes, that’s me,” Jack responded, stepping forward. “How is she?”The doctor gave him a calm, almost warm smile. “She’s stable. We’ve done some tests, and while she’s still resting, everything looks alright for now.”Jack sighed heavily, as if all his problems had disappeared but didn't know what awaits him..“Thank God,” he muttered under his breath. “Can I see her?”The doctor hesitated for a moment, then gestured for Jack to follow
Tasha sat up in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling as Jack’s words echoed in her head. "You’re pregnant." It didn’t make sense…."How could she be pregnant?"...She had been careful, so careful, in fact, that she had taken care of things immediately after that night with Jack. All that blabbering that day at his office was just to hear and see how he'd react.There was no way this baby could be his. And even more confusing, she had still been getting her periods. Something didn’t add up.Jack was pacing near the window, clearly overwhelmed, running his hands through his hair, looking like he was about to lose it.Tasha could see the stress lines deepening on his face, but she had her own problems to think about. This pregnancy was news to both of them, but Tasha knew for sure that it couldn’t be Jack’s child. It had to be someone else. One of the other men she had been seeing in the chaos of her life…Tasha knew she had to talk to the doctor, figure out what was really going on.