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Chapter 9The morning light streamed through the kitchen window, casting warm golden hues over the cozy kitchen. I sat at the table, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. It was my first day at work, and I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness bubble in my chest. Claire had made a light breakfast for us, but I hardly touched it, my stomach too knotted with anticipation.After breakfast, Claire and Bennett both seemed calm, like theyâd done this a thousand times before. They spoke as if it was just another normal day at work, but I couldnât shake the feeling that this was more than just a job to me. This was my chance at rebuilding something. Anything.We left the house in the warmth of the early morning, driving through the quiet streets until we reached the restaurant. The small building was tucked away in a busy corner of the neighborhood, with a welcoming sign above the door. The soft hum of chatter and the clinking of plates inside told me it was already bustli
Chapter 10: A New Light The soft hum of the early morning filled the restaurant as I wiped down tables, my movements methodical and deliberate. Three months had passed since I started working here, and each day felt like a tiny step toward reclaiming myself. At five months pregnant, my belly had rounded, and with every fluttering kick, I felt a mix of awe and trepidation about the life growing inside me.Claire and Bennett had been my rock, their constant presence a soothing balm for my frayed spirit. They helped me with everything making sure I attended my antenatal appointments, reminding me to rest, and even insisting I take breaks during busy shifts. It wasnât just their kindness that sustained me, though; it was their belief in me.âEvelyn, youâre glowing,â Maggie teased as she passed me with a tray of steaming coffee.I smiled, glancing down at my bump. âItâs probably the baby doing all the hard work.ââNo,â Claire chimed in from the kitchen, poking her head out with a knowing
Chapter 11: Shattered CalmThe restaurant was alive with its usual hum when I returned. The sound of clinking glasses and low murmurs of conversation filled the air, but my thoughts were elsewhere. Mr. Harringtonâs words echoed in my mind, steady and grounding, like the pulse of a heartbeat I hadnât felt in years.I stepped inside, closing the door softly behind me, and barely had time to process the warmth of the room before Maggie rushed toward me. Her face lit up like a beacon, her excitement tangible.âYouâre a hero, Evelyn!â she exclaimed, throwing her arms around me with surprising force.I blinked, startled. âWhat?âMaggie pulled back, her grin so wide it nearly split her face. âThe man you saved earlier! Wordâs spreading like wildfire. Everyoneâs talking about you how you brought him back. Itâs incredible!âBefore I could respond, Claire appeared from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron, her expression a mix of pride and awe.âEvelyn,â she said, her voice thick with emot
Chapter 12: Public Embarrassment Landon and Jadeâs povThe soft glow of morning sunlight streamed through the large floor-to-ceiling windows of Landonâs penthouse. Jade was sprawled on the plush couch, her swollen belly prominent as she sipped on freshly squeezed orange juice. Landon sat opposite her, his face buried in financial reports, but his attention drifted each time Jade shifted uncomfortably.âCan I get you anything else?â Landon asked, his voice laced with concern.Jade smiled sweetly, setting her glass down on the side table. âNo, darling. Youâre already doing so much.â She reached out to hold his hand, her fingers brushing over his knuckles. âBut I do need to talk to you about something.âLandon raised an eyebrow, folding his papers. âWhat is it?âJade hesitated, looking down as if searching for the right words. âItâs about⌠Evelyn.âAt the mention of her name, Landon stiffened. His jaw tightened, and his hand slid away from hers. âWhat about her?ââWell, itâs justâŚâ Jad
Chapter 13: Crossroads Evelynâs POVThe morning air felt heavy as I stood by the window, staring at the city skyline. The coffee in my hands had long gone cold, much like the lingering bitterness in my chest after seeing Landon and Jade together. I couldnât shake off the memory of them at the hospital, their closeness a mockery of everything I had once believed in.Mr. Harringtonâs call from the night before replayed in my head. âYou have potential, Evelyn,â he had said, his voice calm yet commanding. âMeet me at my office tomorrow. We need to talk about your future.âHis words had stirred something in me, something I hadnât felt in a long time: hope. But they also brought fear. What could he possibly want from me? What future did I have to offer after everything I had lost?I set the mug down and grabbed my bag. Maggie had encouraged me to go, reminding me that Harrington wasnât just anyone; he was the CEO of one of the largest healthcare conglomerates in the country. And he had no
Chapter 14: New Beginnings and BondsAs the call ended, I placed the phone back onto Mr. Harringtonâs desk, my hands trembling slightly. Everything felt like it was spiraling Landonâs insistence on finalizing the divorce, the mediaâs incessant focus on me, and the overwhelming offer from Mr. Harrington. My thoughts were jumbled, my emotions an indecipherable mess.âEvelyn.â Mr. Harringtonâs voice pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. His calm, composed demeanor helped me anchor myself, though my hands were still shaking slightly. âWhat did the lawyer say?âI swallowed hard, my voice shaky as I replied, âTheyâve set a meeting to finalize the divorce. They want me to sign the papers in person.âHis face darkened, his concern evident. âListen to me, Evelyn. Youâve been through enough at their hands. Thereâs absolutely no reason for you to meet Landon or his lawyer in person. Any discussions or legal matters can and should go through your legal team. Donât put yourself in a position where
Chapter 15: A New ChapterThe faint sunlight seeping through the curtains brought little comfort. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, weighed down by the chaos in my life. My mind replayed yesterdayâs conversations Mr. Harringtonâs offer, the looming reality of the divorce papers, and the ever-present weight of ensuring my babyâs future. Every choice I made now was no longer just about me. This child, growing inside me, depended on me to create a better world for him/her.A soft knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.âEvelyn? Are you awake?â Claireâs voice, soft but firm, came from the other side.âYes, come in,â I said, my voice barely louder than a whisper.She stepped in with her usual air of calm, carrying a glass of water. Her eyes immediately locked on mine, concern etched on her face. She set the glass on the nightstand and sat down on the edge of the bed.âYou didnât come down for breakfast,â she said, brushing a strand of hair from my face. âDid you get any sleep at
Chapter 16: A New BeginningThe morning light filtered through my curtains, soft and golden, nudging me awake. My hand instinctively rested on my belly, feeling the faint stir of life beneath my palm. Seven months. It still amazed me, the strength and fragility of the bond I had with this tiny being.A soft knock at my door broke my thoughts. âEvelyn, itâs morning,â Claire called out. âI brought your tea.ââCome in,â I said, my voice still thick with sleep.Claire entered, her presence warm and reassuring as always. She carried a tray with a steaming cup of chamomile tea, setting it on my bedside table.âGood morning,â she said with her usual cheerfulness.I sat up slowly, offering a faint smile. âMorning, Claire. Thank you.ââYou looked like you needed a little extra care after yesterday,â she said, her gaze scanning me with concern. âDid you sleep at all?âI took the cup, wrapping my hands around its warmth. âA little,â I admitted. âI had a lot to think about, butâŚIâve made some deci
Chapter 26: An Evening of AnswersEvelynâs POVThe morning light filtered through the curtains as I stirred awake, the weight of anticipation pressing heavily on my chest. Today could be the day I receive news from the Karolinska Institute. I dressed quickly and made my way downstairs, where the comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me.Claire and Bennett were already seated at the breakfast table, their faces lighting up as I entered.âGood morning, Evelyn,â Claire said warmly. âHow are you feeling today?âI sighed, taking a seat beside them. âAnxious, to be honest. I canât stop thinking about the admission decision.âBennett reached across the table, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. âYouâve done everything you can. Trust in your abilities and Mr. Harringtonâs support.âClaire nodded in agreement. âExactly. Mr. Harrington has great faith in you, and so do we. Try to stay positive.âTheir encouragement was comforting, but the uncertainty still gnawed at me. I managed a
Chapter 25: A Step Toward the FutureThe morning sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow across my bedroom. I sat on the edge of my bed, my laptop perched on the desk in front of me. Today was the day. The day that could change the trajectory of my life, the day I had been both dreading and anticipating since the moment I received the email from Karolinska.A soft knock sounded on the door, pulling me from my thoughts.âCome in,â I called, my voice trembling just a bit.Claire entered with a bright smile, a tray of breakfast in her hands. âGood morning, Evelyn! I thought you might need a little energy boost before the big moment.âI glanced at the tray of scrambled eggs, toast, and a glass of orange juice. My stomach churned at the thought of eating, but Claireâs smile was too kind to refuse.âThank you, Claire,â I said, taking the tray and setting it on the bedside table.She sat beside me, her gaze scanning my face. âYou look nervous. I donât blame you itâs a big da
Chapter 24: Preparing For New Beginnings I woke up to the soft glow of sunlight streaming through my window, the warmth a welcome reminder of the joy Iâd felt last night. Karolinskaâs email. The words still echoed in my mind.âCongratulations.âThe email had marked a turning point proof that I wasnât just surviving but starting to reclaim everything I thought Iâd lost. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, opened the email again, and stared at it, a small smile tugging at my lips.Without wasting time, I forwarded the email to Dad, adding a message filled with excitement:âGood morning, Dad. Look! I got it! Thank you so much for everything. I can't even express how happy and grateful I am right now. đâI hit send, feeling a rush of satisfaction. Moments later, my phone buzzed in my hand. His name flashed on the screen.âGood morning, Dad,â I answered, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice.âGood morning, Evelyn,â his voice, as warm and reassuring as ever, carried through
Chapter 23: A Defining CallThe morning light crept through the curtains, gently pulling me from sleep. For the first time in weeks, I woke up without the weight of indecision pressing down on my chest. There was a sense of clarity, a quiet certainty that today would mark the beginning of something transformative.I stretched, rubbing my growing belly instinctively. The babyâs movements had been a constant reminder of the life growing inside me, a life that deserved nothing but the best.After a quick breakfast, I made my way to the living room where Claire was tidying up. Bennett was out running errands, leaving the house unusually quiet.âMorning,â Claire said, glancing up from her task. âYouâre glowing today. Did you sleep well?âI nodded, smiling faintly. âI did. I think everything is finally falling into place.âShe gave me a knowing look. âMr. Harrington has that effect, doesnât he?âI chuckled softly. âHe does. Itâs like every time Iâm stuck, he steps in and just⌠untangles ever
Chapter 22: A New Light As I walked back to the restaurant, I felt a strange lightness in my chest, like a weight I hadnât realized I was carrying had finally lifted. The decision had been made by Karolinska. The thought of it brought a smile to my face, wide and uncontrollable, as if my happiness had taken on a life of its own.The streetlights blurred in my peripheral vision, and for the first time in a long while, I felt genuinely excited about the future. By the time I reached the restaurant doors, the smile was still there, warm and unshakable.I pushed the door open, the faint clinking of dishes and the low hum of conversation filling the space. Maggie, who was wiping down a table, looked up and froze mid-swipe, her eyes narrowing in mock suspicion.âWell, well, well,â she drawled, setting the cloth down and crossing her arms. âWhatâs got you beaming like that, Summers?I laughed, the sound spilling out so naturally it startled even me. âNo, nothing like that,â I said, shaking m
Chapter 20:Decisions The glow of my laptop screen lit up the dim room as I scrolled through the websites of the schools Mr. Harrington had given me. Beside me, the untouched mug of chamomile tea had gone cold, but I didnât care. My heart was racing, my thoughts tangled with possibilities and uncertainties.Harvard Medical School.I stared at the logo, its bold letters practically daring me to consider it. I clicked through the pages, each one describing a world of opportunity. The research facilities were unmatched, the alumni list was a whoâs who of medical pioneers, and the programs were designed to push the limits of knowledge.Could I do this? Could I walk those halls, sit in those classrooms, and hold my own?A part of me wanted to close the tab with too much pressure, and too much expectation. But another part, the one that had fought so hard to get through med school the first time, refused to look away.I took a deep breath and moved on to the next tab.University of Oxford.T
Chapter 20The warm rays of the morning sun seeped through the gaps in my curtains, waking me gently. I stirred, my body still heavy with sleep, but a soft knock at the door brought me fully awake.âCome in,â I called, my voice groggy.Claire entered, her ever-present smile lighting up her face, with a steaming cup of milk tea in her hands. âGood morning, Evelyn. How did you sleep?âI sat up slowly, fluffing the pillows behind me for support. âGood morning, Claire. I slept well, thank you. And you?ââAh, like a rock,â she said with a chuckle, placing the tea on my bedside table. âDrink this before it gets cold. Itâll help wake you up.âI took the cup gratefully, the warmth of it seeping into my hands. The sweet, spicy aroma brought a small smile to my lips. Claire always knew what I needed, even without me saying a word.âThank you, Claire. Youâre a lifesaver,â I said softly before taking a small sip. The creamy tea was perfect, just the way I liked it.Claire gave me a knowing look. â
Chapter 19: A Future ReimaginedI paused mid-bite, the fork still in my hand, as Mr. Harringtonâs words settled in the air between us. My appetite suddenly took a backseat.âNow that the adoption process is finalized,â he said, his voice calm but purposeful, âthe next step is forging your education.âI blinked, unsure Iâd heard him correctly. My education? It felt like a distant dream something I had buried so deep I hadnât dared to unearth it.I lowered the fork onto my plate, the tiramisu I had been enjoying now forgotten. âMy education?â I echoed, barely recognizing the hesitation in my voice.âYes,â he replied, leaning slightly forward. âYouâve worked hard to get where you are, Evelyn. You have too much talent to let it go to waste. Itâs time for you to return to medicine.âThe mention of medicine sent a pang through me. Memories of late nights, scrubs, and sterile hospital halls flooded my mind. There was a time when I had been so sure of my path. I loved being a doctor, helping p
Chapter 18: Redemption As I descended the stairs of the administration building, my stomach growled loudly, reminding me of how long it had been since I last ate. The dayâs activities had taken their toll, and I had been so focused on completing the necessary processes that I had barely noticed my hunger. Now, it hit me with full force.âCould this baby not be a little patient?â I muttered to myself as I rubbed my belly. âWeâre almost done, I promise.âLocating the car park, I walked briskly, scanning the rows of vehicles for the familiar black car. When I spotted it, I knocked gently on the driverâs window to get his attention.The older man quickly rolled down the window, his eyes lighting up with recognition. He stepped out immediately, adjusting his uniform. âOh, maâam, Iâm so sorry I didnât see you approaching. Please forgive me.âI waved off his apology with a tired smile. âItâs okay, really. Iâm the one who should be apologizing. I didnât know the process would take this long.