When I was discharged with a bright smile, I wandered through the streets of Atlanta, ending up standing on the sidewalk, the very one where he had called me for the last time.There, where I had seen his eyes look at me with such fear of losing me, not even for a second thinking about how much I would suffer being on this side of the cruel universe.Unconsciously, I found myself curled up, hugging my body while I cried inconsolably. The streets were deserted, and the cloudy sky in the late hours of the night was my only company.I was witnessing the pain that now engulfed me, one that Jack wouldn't see because he wasn't alive, and no matter how much I wished, he wouldn't return to my side, not in a million years."You said it was all over, promised we'd go home together, not just me alone," I muttered in a thread of a voice. "How can you give your life for someone as useless as me? How could you leave me without even saying goodbye? You've done it again, idiot!" I screamed, looking t
After 8 yearsI took a deep breath, pondering over the coffee I should bring this time for Nia. After all, that was the payment for my weekly consultation—some caffeine and a little snack while we chatted in her office.Nia Braver wasn't just an old college friend; she was also a renowned psychiatrist at Jackson University Hospital, the same place where I now worked.After nearly seven years of intense studying, specializations, grueling residencies, and constant hardship, I stood there being something I never thought I'd become, but I had achieved it. I was a recognized pediatric oncologist, something I'd grown to love over time.After waiting in line for a while, I stopped in front of one of the girls working at the cash register."Give me two Americanos and two slices of lemon cake," I requested with a smile, handing over the money right away."Yes, ma'am," she nodded with a lovely smile before my loud cellphone in my lab coat pocket started ringing."Hello?" I answered grumpily, n
8 years agoThe initial days without Jack had been a complete ordeal. I cried almost every night, no matter how hard I tried to calm myself, it was impossible. I missed the warmth of his body under the sheets, I missed the smell of his cooking every morning.I missed his chatty and lively voice and even his extravagant laughter, his way of looking at me, but above all, his affectionate caresses.Every place I stepped in that horrible town was accompanied by a whirlwind of memories about what we had done there, the words we had exchanged, the laughs we had shared.There wasn't a corner where Jack didn't come back to my mind.If I went to work, everyone asked about him, and even the boss, a bit desperate due to the bad weather at the bar, begged me every darn day to call him back. Even though I didn't know what had happened to him, as I never wanted to mention his death, I ended up nodding with a forced smile at his request."Where's Jack?" Melissa asked for the umpteenth time that nigh
Upon arriving at the foster home, without even announcing my prolonged visit, my mother was the only one who welcomed me, slightly surprised to have me there in February.Contrary to my siblings, who excitedly shouted and hugged me.They embraced me and listened fascinated to the news of me staying there for a few months without an apparent reason. They didn't mind the news at all, so they ran off to play after asking for some alone time with my mother.After leaving my things in my room, I sat on one of the armchairs in the living room, where my mother remained silent, knitting what seemed to be another scarf, waiting for me to speak willingly without her having to interrogate me.She observed me for a few seconds, almost unable to believe that her eldest daughter was back. I could see in her eyes that she was forming countless mistaken ideas about my return. Unable to conceal it any longer, I burst into tears, clumsily telling her everything that had happened since we had returned to
"Lucy had lost everything... or so she thought.After enduring the worst pain she had ever experienced for years, she now has to put up with her arrogant boss, who will do anything to make her life difficult."I'll come for you soon."That note had left her perplexed and worried. Who was Jackson Thierry, her mysterious and irresistible boss?”\\\In the present day, eight years laterI arrived at the majestic Jackson University Hospital after walking a few blocks.This place was the centerpiece of the entire Jackson empire, encompassing malls, restaurants, hotels, and, of course, the university where I had spent nearly six whole years of my life.However, the hospital was one of the oldest and most significant businesses in that family. It was a paradise just by looking at it from the outside, built with majestic buildings—more like skyscrapers—that connected through bridges.But it wasn't just the marvelous architecture; it was also the specialists, the technology, and the numerous m
He revved up that monstrous machine and shot me one last look before darting off into the distance toward the university, which, to be honest, wasn't too far away.I couldn't help but smile, remembering our ridiculous chat.Cody always knew how to change my mood; even when we argued, he managed to make me laugh.I looked at the beautiful roses, and a strange thought crossed my mind: how I wished I could take some to Jack's grave, but I knew that wouldn't be possible. Not unless I found Deborah or someone who could tell me where he was after so many years of not even knowing where his body was resting...I was in my office, going through my mail, and after opening letters and other meaningless things, I finally found another one of those mysterious notes—no sender, no signature, just a simple paper with a phrase made up of cut-out pieces from what seemed to be magazines.'I'll come for you soon.'I jumped, piling it up with the rest.They arrived once a week for over two years now. So
I walked casually towards building B, took the elevator up to the fourth floor, and walked a few more steps until I stopped at the last door on the right side of the hallway, where Nia's office was located.I entered, finding the reception area completely empty. There wasn't a soul in the waiting room chairs, not even where her secretary was supposed to be. Well, there was someone after all; it was noon, the only break the poor lady was allowed.I headed towards the door with the sign bearing my friend's name and before entering, I lightly tapped on the wood as a signal that I had arrived.Stepping into the cozy room, I found all the windows wide open, allowing the scarce winter daylight to filter in. It was still a bit early for the first snowfall in Atlanta, considering the year was about to end.The room where my old friend spent much of her time was painted in black and white, nothing more. It was spacious enough to feel comfortable for hours, with a desk next to a bookshelf, a co
Finally, Friday arrived without any special hiccups, and feeling grateful like never before, I left the hospital early. Having successfully finished my shift for the week, I spent much of the afternoon lying in bed, sleeping until nightfall hinted that I should get ready for the big party before Nia arrived.I wasn't used to attending such events; something significant always seemed to prevent me from going. Yet there I was, ready to celebrate the start of a new year alongside colleagues and superiors from the hospital, unless an emergency arose, which I believed was unlikely that day.I adjusted my elegant dress, styled my hair in a simple way, applied natural makeup, and when I felt completely ready, I looked at myself one last time in the bathroom mirror.I had changed so much since Jack had died; I wasn't the same person inside or out. I had aged a bit; I no longer spent most of my time with a furrowed brow, smiled whenever I felt like it, and laughed without apparent reason.My
We were a vast family, and no matter where in the universe we found ourselves, we would always return to our cozy home.However, we never imagined that one day Aisha would show up and that it would unleash a little hell as far as Lucila is concerned, Jack, and why not… myself."Mom?" Jack's incredulous tone and his words made me jump. I was feeding little Sara, my 5-month-old baby, when someone knocked on the door, thus revealing the face of my husband's mother.I preferred to go elsewhere and let them talk, while I had to swallow the displeasure of having that harpy back in our midst."Hello, Lucy," I was petrified halfway to my room, and my head almost spun like the girl from The Exorcist, astonished and speechless at the sudden greeting and the changed face of the perpetrator. "That must be your baby…"Her tone faded away, and I was still standing in the middle of the living room, with Jack looking at us like a circus spectacle and the little one starting to cry restlessly in my ar
Being by Jack's side, everything unfolded so quickly that those eight years living as a married couple passed fleetingly before my eyes, leaving me astounded at how swiftly time sometimes flew around us without us even realizing it.Together, we experienced many things, both good and bad. We learned to deal with adversities and be happy even when the world outside was falling apart.We rarely argued, perhaps because we worked long hours each day. However, among those hours, we always found at least a little time to see each other, to share romantic gestures, to share with each other, or simply to love each other.We had bought a beautiful house on the outskirts of Atlanta, where we had everything we needed. There, there was no worry other than enjoying our daily lives intensely, seizing each moment by doing whatever we fancied without any fear.We had all changed quite a bit; we were no longer as young. Each of us had taken our respective paths and had encountered different situations
"Was it necessary to go naked?" I asked, crossing my arms."Yes, I didn't want to ruin my clothes, and besides, if I want to make love to you, I have to be naked, right?" he replied."I'm not going to play along. No way!""Come on, you'll like it," he pleaded, winking at me mischievously. I scrutinized him with skeptical eyes, not entirely convinced by his words. I didn't want to end up freezing or spending the rest of our honeymoon with a cold."Trust me..." he urged.I took a deep breath, part of me fearing that someone would see us. However, it was too late for the hotel guests to still be awake, and everything was shrouded in darkness, with only the moon barely illuminating the place.Uneasy like never before, I began to take off my dress, feeling Jack's appreciative gaze on my skin. I descended step by step until my feet touched the warm water, letting out a relieved sigh. I immediately immersed myself completely, approaching Jack under the same conditions."I don't understand wh
He stood before the expectant crowd, giving me a smile that I instantly returned.He held a champagne glass in his hands, and suppressing the urge to burst into tears, he took a long sip of the liquid, controlling his emotions with it."Sometimes when I see them, I think destiny exists, because believe me when I say that it never crossed my mind that because of a simple robbery, you two would one day marry and start a home," muttered the dark-haired man without taking his eyes off us, bringing to our minds that moment years ago when by chance, we ended up living together in my old apartment. "And I truly feel proud to have done it because otherwise, neither I nor any of you could be here standing, witnessing a deep marital union. I think I would never have been able to do so many good things in my life, and probably our paths would be very different now if it weren't for that. However, I am grateful in the past for being a complete fool to steal from you, Jack, because that small acti
Several months after planning everything meticulously, from choosing the location to what we would wear and even what we would eat, we traveled by private jet to Bora Bora, a small island in French Polynesia that was truly magnificent.Jack had the idea that he would be the one to perform our wedding ceremony, and I, a little excited, agreed, as the photos I had seen online of every corner were splendid.The sea was so clear that I could see the fish swimming in it, the warm breeze on my face quickened my heart, and the white sand beneath my feet were simply the best sensations in the universe.I had to admit that getting there had not been easy at all, as we had had a lot of setbacks in organizing our wedding. The invitations didn't turn out as I had hoped, and even delivering them was quite a ordeal. Jack's suit was almost not ready for the date we had indicated, let alone my dress, booking the hotel and restaurant for so many people was almost impossible.We had definitely gone thr
Jack’s POVThere is a memory that Lucy does not have in her memories, and it's not like I've ever mentioned it to her, because I know she won't be able to remember it no matter how much I explain and describe it to her.I know she has erased all that pain from her childhood, and that memory that I have always possessed is no longer in her brain, although I wish she could remember it.She thinks the first time we met was in Ellijay, at a horrible dive bar, however, I know that's not entirely true, because the first time we met she was just a 5-year-old girl, lost in the midst of that crazy fair in Atlanta.She was celebrating the last day of that year like everyone else there, but she wasn't happy; she was crying inconsolably in a corner, searching with her eyes for something that didn't seem to arrive no matter how much she waited."Are you okay?" I asked her, crouching down in front of her to be at her eye level. She had very light blond hair, almost ashen.The little girl remained s
I adjusted the ribbon on my dress for the tenth time that cold November morning, and once satisfied that it was in place, I paced back and forth, anxious that the fool wouldn't be smart enough to realize that I would be there.Anyway, Hall and Black would give him more clues in case he didn't figure it out at first, but with each tick of the clock, my heart sank with terror.Nervously, I bit my lower lip and let my gaze wander around the room, trying to distract myself from the tension coursing through my veins.My mother was in the kitchen preparing the final dishes, Lucila was playing on the floor with Brooke and Blake, who happily lent her their toys.Ryan and Nia were setting the table amidst jokes, Carl and Paul were double-checking the song they would play with their guitars, Katia and Lauren were inflating balloons with laughter, while the twins outside kept watch for Jack, who was taking too long to arrive.Cody was sitting on the couch after placing the sign in its rightful p
"Black has told me about the results, congratulations, Miss Wolfang," he murmured sensually in my ear, sending shivers down my spine where his sweet breath brushed against me."Thank you, Mr. Thierry," I mumbled, letting out a wide smile. "If it weren't for you, I don't know what I would be now."The taller man stared at me absorbed in his thoughts, perhaps internally debating whether to ask me something that I was unaware of. I observed him in total silence, waiting for him to finally open his mouth.I stayed comfortable in his arms, entranced by the sensation that ran down my back every time he mesmerized me with those eyes, captivated by every gesture that emanated from his face, which accelerated my heart greatly."Lucy...""Yes?""Do you really not intend to tell me?" he inquired, with that puppy-eyed look and pouting that drove me crazy, and then, I understood everything.As always, that stupid boy had it all well planned out; he was looking for a way to coax out the information
“How long will it take Nia?”“I don't know, damn it!” spat the tallest one, enraged by what was happening. “If we don't calm her down, she could have a fit.”“Let me go, you damn bastards!,” I pleaded hysterically, from there I could hear that familiar beep that I had heard so many times in other people, but now it belonged to the machine of the person I loved.“Lucy, I'm really sorry, but we promised it to Jack,” Cody whispered in my ear, leaving me petrified with his words.“What do you mean you promised it to him?,” I murmured, feeling all the color drain from my face.That's why everyone was so prepared, except me.The only idiot who had the slightest hope that that stupid man would live to be by my side forever was me. He lied to me again, Jack knew there was no chance, and I knew it beforehand, but I wanted to believe that maybe there was a small exception.I had deluded myself into thinking something that sadly would never come true.“Jack's brother asked each of us that if som