I remember in my eerie dreams, I wandered aimlessly along a path of stones, which hurt the soles of my feet with every step, yet I didn't care because I kept walking until, at the end of the road, I found myself covered in blood.Terrified, I looked at my hands, finding that knife between them, soaked in that crimson liquid. I was ready to scream in horror, but suddenly my eyes snapped open, bringing me back to reality.The first thing I encountered was a white wall, the smell of medications invading my nostrils, and I mechanically breathed, calming my racing heart, realizing without much effort that I was in a hospital.I heard distorted voices of two people nearby, and I let my eyes wander around the illuminated room, finding Nia and Ryan on the couch, chatting in whispers.I struggled to sit up, letting out a groan that caught their attention. Both noticed that I had woken up – after who knows how many days – and stood up to help me."Lucy!" scolded the girl, standing by my side, a
I stopped minutes later in front of my mother's room, where I entered in total silence. She, as beautiful as ever, was sitting on the bed reading a book that perhaps Ryan had bought for her.Mom Monica, upon seeing me arrive, set the book aside with her eyes wide open, surprised that I was up and walking towards her despite my discomfort.Hurriedly, she threw off the sheet almost kicking it, got out of bed with great care, enveloping me in her arms before I even reached halfway."Darling!" she exclaimed, squeezing me with immense affection, which elicited a sincere smile from me, enchanted by her tenderness. "I'm so sorry!""Mom, you don't have to apologize," I murmured in her ear, giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek, wiping away her silent tears with my lips."I'm so glad you're okay. That horrible man should have stayed in jail for life," she said exasperatedly, stepping back a bit to analyze every detail of me. She placed her hands on either side of my face, distressed by the dis
I held his gaze with sweetness, and involuntarily, seeing him so devastated, I smiled without needing to fake it. With him, things were more bearable, almost natural.I remained static, as he was the one who took the first step towards me and gently took my face in his hands, analyzing every part of me, making sure I was okay, which would be a lie to say, since I was a complete mess thanks to those wounds that would give me gray hair, making the effort to ensure that I didn't end up with horrendous scars.But it didn't compare to my emotional wound, that would never be erased no matter how hard I tried, it would always be deep down in my being tormenting me whenever it pleased.Without warning, he planted a sweet kiss on my forehead, making me blush, seeing his eyes well up with tears that he didn't shed.We hadn't spoken for days, barely even looked at each other, because I had put up that immense wall again that he had now broken with just a caress.He trailed his soft lips along th
He was moved by my confession, which made me feel a sense of relief, as he now understood how important he was to me.He gently brushed his lips against mine, while caressing every part of my body with his hands, eliciting involuntary moans from me. He pulled back with a playful smile, amused by my quick reactions, and shyly, I returned the gesture with even more affection.He leaned his dazzling face closer to mine, softly touching the tip of his nose to mine, as a pleasant electric current ran down my spine."Why do you say it like it's a goodbye?" he grumbled, making a cute pout that reminded me of how childish he could sometimes be."It's not a goodbye, I just want you to really think about how much I've loved you, how much I love you, and how much I will love you in the future... and let that bring you back to me.""It will be fine, Lucy," he assured me, delighted by all the affection I showed him with my simple expression, even with that silly smile that I couldn't wipe off. "I'
"He will not die!" I growled, clenching my fists in anger. "Jack will wake up, Mrs. Walters!"Unintentionally, I had dug my nails into my smooth skin, causing myself intense pain that paled in comparison to the torment coursing through my body as I heard her say those dreadful things."Don't be so naive!" she screamed hysterically, killing me with her penetrating gaze, which left me petrified in the icy room. "You're a doctor and you know that's not going to happen, not even by praying for a miracle. Stop fantasizing about a lie," she whispered, satisfied with my anguished expression. She was right, but a part of me told me that Jack would make it, there were still a million chances. "I never liked you, but now when I see you, I feel sorry for you, because you're left with the disgusting remains, stuck with a practically rotten vegetable.""If you're just here to spew nonsense, why don't you leave already, you damned sick old hag?" I roared, furrowing my brow noticeably offended by he
"Jack always used to say that Lucila was too smart," I commented, letting out a soft chuckle as I remembered it more to myself than for them to hear.Some of them gave me looks filled with sadness, and others simply looked away from my downcast demeanor, probably holding back their urge to burst into tears.Immediately, sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere I had created, I turned a bit embarrassed to my younger brother, who was interested in nothing but devouring those chicken spaghetti as soon as possible."How are your classes, Ryan?" I asked."At that stupid university, there are only rich kids, but it's bearable," he grumbled, frowning with annoyance at the Jackson University atmosphere, which was a daily routine.I had also had to deal with it and understood it perfectly; however, along the way, I had encountered good people like Nia or one or two of my classmates, who despite being from families swimming in money, sometimes managed to be humble when they felt like it.I deeply a
I was sitting in that uncomfortable chair for more than four straight hours, during which the people around me kept chattering at the top of their lungs.I squirmed in my seat, trying my best not to fall asleep in that trial. I listened to Arthur Jerome's public defender across the room, while the judges and jury listened attentively to his arguments, while my father remained in his place, head down, with absolutely nothing to say.He didn't even spare me a glance, which I greatly appreciated because it indicated that he was finally beginning to feel remorse for what had happened.That dreadful man had managed to continue his life as he had done so far after months of rest and absolute relaxation.The lawyer Black beside me, a friendly man who was nearing his forties, jumped to his feet to refute something to his counterpart, forcing the judge to silence them to avoid an unnecessary commotion in the courtroom.I scratched my head anxiously, hoping that this torture would end once and
"Do as you please," I sighed, running one hand through my hair, then immediately stood up from the chair, ready to leave. However, Arthur, enraged that I wasn't trembling in fear, lunged at me, violently pushing me against the wall, his hands squeezing my throat tightly, depriving me of any air."I'll find you, I don't know how, but I will, Lucy," he muttered through gritted teeth, his face as red as a tomato due to the intense rage he felt towards my different attitude towards him. "And next time, I won't give up until I see you dead.""G-Good luck with that, Arthur," I stammered, trying to push him off with all my strength.Thankfully, the guards appeared along with Black, taking that man to his cell, which would probably be the safest and most secluded in the entire prison.He would be so far from my life, so far from any human contact that it was unlikely he would bother me again just to entertain himself.Perhaps after all I had experienced in the last few months, I was trying to
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