"You expect me to believe that?" I ask turning to look at him. I feel so many emotions run through my body. I don't know if I want to cry, scream or sit in silence forever. I love this man with all of my heart. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.
"I expect you to trust me." He says and I laugh a little. "I will never lie to you. And I will never cheat on you." He says and I sigh feeling so angry. "Kane, your ex-fiance walked into your vacation room naked," I say closing my eyes for a second. I shake my head trying to remove the image from my head. I will never unsee this. "What do you expect me to think or feel?" I ask looking back at him."She wasn't supposed to be there""But she was," I say cutting him off. I hate doing that to anyone but I don't know how to be civil right now. I don't know how to be understanding. "I know, I know," I say placing his face into his hands, robbing it a liJay cold this morning and announced that he's coming over. I find that curious that he did that because usually he just shows up.He should be here in a few minutes.I bet he wants to talk to me about Kane. I don't want to hear anything he has to say about him of course. I don't care what the explanation is. I will never believe him.The doorbell rings and I go to let him in. "Hey beautiful," Hre says at the door when I open it."Hey," I say and he smiles. "How are you?" I ask when we settle down in my living room."I'm okay. How are you?" He asks and I smile wondering what he came to tell me. His energy is low and he's not particularly his usual cheery self."I'm good," I say and he frowns. I wait for him to say more but it takes a minute."Actually. I'm not doing that well." He says finally and I raise my brows at him in question. "Farrow is mad at me." He says and I look at him, concerned.
"Oh my. You are so beautiful." Junior's mother says staring at Rene, who is sitting comfortably sitting on her lap and smiling up at her. "You're making me want another baby. " She says and I stare at her surprised."I thought you're not having another baby ever again," I say and she looks at me. "I think you said hell would have to freeze over before you had another baby," I say quoting a conversation we had a long time ago."Well, when you see a face like this. You have no choice." She says in answer and I shake my head at her."That's interesting," I say and she frowns at me."So what's going on with you?" She asks giving me her full attention finally. She sits with Rene comfortably so she lies back on her chest and stares at me."Nothing is going on with me," I say lying and she rolls her eyes at me."We're not doing this again." She says her voice low with a rich of annoyance. "How d
Hey. Do you mind taking Rene to her grandmother today?I already sent a bag over for her I'm meeting friends, so I can't do itLet me know - Shalom Thankfully read the text before I was on my way back home. I search for the address and hit Start Drive."We're going to see grandma kiddo" I say looking at Rene in the review mirror. I can't see her face because she's facing the other way but I like to look anyway."I haven't seen her since I epically messed up, so I don't know how this will go down." I say and she makes a sound so I agree with her. "I think she's going to give me a bit of her mind," I say and she grunts. "I don't know how I'm going to explain myself. Honestly, I wish I spoke baby so I would understand the advice you're giving me." I say and then I laugh. I bet she thinks I'm a screw up too."I know I messed up kiddo and I'm sorry," I say feeling emotional. My decisions affect her too. I used to be there all the time and there was no division in our family but I made
"So, how are you doing really?" My soon mother-in-law asks looking at me closely. I smile a little and then my smile fades."I'm hanging in there," I say and then she looks away shaking her head. "Did she tell you what happened?" I ask my heart beating fast. How will I convince her I didn't cheat on her daughter when I can't convince Shalom. Why would she believe me?"She didn't tell me the details but I know the two of you are not talking or living together anymore." She says and I sigh. I don't know if I should be relieved or terrified. I can't tell her what happened I don't want her to know what didn't happen may have happened but it didn't. I don't know what to say anymore."I don't know how to... Apologize to her." I say and she sighs."Shalom is a difficult one." She smiles and then she looks into the distance. "She tends to hold on to hurt more than joy." She says and I agree. It sounds exactly like her. "So whatever h
I walk into my kitchen slowly. Kane is at the stove stirring something in a pot. He turns to look at me hesitantly and I raise my brows at him in question. I can tell he's feeling a little unsure and he should. He's not supposed to be here. The plan was that he would spend the day with Rene, drop her off at my mother's, and then leave. I didn't expect to find him here. "I made us dinner.' He says when I place my bag on the island. I put my keys down and take a seat. I don't know what to say to him."I thought I would make you a little something since you've been cooking for me all these weeks." He says and I nod. "That's thoughtful of you. But I already ate." I say and I see his body deflate. "I guess I should have asked you before I did all this huh?" He says and I nod."I wanted it to be a surprise." He says and I nod. "I have dessert." He says smiling and I smile too. I love the boyish look on his face. "That sounds good," I say deciding to be nice to him. He doesn't deserve i
"What's wrong?" He asks sitting back."Nothing is wrong," I say and he listens silently. "I was thinking of returning to work,; like getting a full-time in-office job. But I..." I say and he nods."That's good." He says smiling and I shrug."I don't know if I can do it. But I might not have to." I say and he tilts his head to the side confused."What do you mean?" He asks finally. I take a breath to gather my thoughts. How do I say this without sounding whiny and ungrateful?"I have so many demands right now. Financially and time-wise." I start and he shifts in his chair a little. "I'm thinking a full-time job will be more stable and structured," I say and he sits thoughtfully for a few seconds."Do you think you'll make more with a full time job?" He asks the answer is immediately no. I shake my head and he nods."So, it's not so much the money but the stability and structure of full-time emp
He looks at me with a blend of concern and understanding, as if he's trying to decipher a puzzle. " But I get it," he finally says, breaking the silence that had settled between us. "You want to be independent, and you want stability without feeling like you're relying on me." He says and I can almost feel him choke on the words. He believes in doing everything for the people he loves. I nod, feeling a weight lift slightly. "Exactly. I want to be able to stand on my own two feet again, I was doing that before us and I want to go back. Besides..." I say and then stop myself. He sighs knowing exactly what I was going to say. He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "You're already doing an incredible job. Juggling the raising Rene, your clients, your mom and everything else. " He says pointing to himself. "It's not easy. I', just trying to find a middle ground where you don't feel overwhelmed." He says and I stare at him silentI tilt my head, curious. "What do you mean?"
I stand under the hot spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the tension that had settled in my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I hoped the steam could clear my mind as well. Kane's words echo in my head, mingling with the sound of the water splashing against the tiles. "I know it's going to take time and effort for me to gain your trust again."I sigh, pressing my forehead against the cool tile. Trust was such a fragile thing, so easily shattered and so difficult to rebuild. I want to believe him, wanted to let go of the hurt and uncertainty, but the scars run deep. Still, the memory of his concern and determination tugged at my heart. We've been through so much together, and even now, there was a part of me that misses the way things used to be.After what felt like an eternity, I turn off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel. I move slowly, my thoughts still churning as I dry off and slip into my pajamas.When I finally emerge from the bathroom,
Six months later, our wedding day arrives. The venue is a charming chapel nestled in the hills, surrounded by a sea of white flowers. Everything is draped in white: the chairs, the aisle runner, even the delicate lace that adorns the altar. The soft glow of fairy lights adds a touch of magic, creating a dreamy atmosphere that feels like a scene out of a fairytale. Our guest list is intimate, just fifty of our closest friends and family, making the occasion feel even more special.I’m in a small room at the back of the chapel, getting ready. My dress is a vision of white silk and lace, hugging my curves in all the right places. The intricate beadwork sparkles as I move, catching the light. My hair is styled in loose waves, cascading down my back, with a simple veil trailing behind me. My mother and daughter, my beautiful flower girls, are beside me, dressed in matching white dresses with delicate floral crowns on their heads.My mother fusses over me, adjusting my veil and smoothing ou
I lie on my side and stare at Kane lying next to me. He closes his eyes and then he sighs happily as his body slowly calms down from the high of our orgasms. “I missed you so much,” I say, my voice trembling with emotion. I reach out and touch his brow, feeling the familiar warmth of his skin. The simple contact brings a rush of relief.He opens his eyes and smiles, the tenderness in his gaze melting the remaining shards of hurt within me. “I missed you too,” he replies, moving closer.“I don’t want to fight like that with you ever again,” I whisper, my voice barely audible, yet carrying the weight of a heartfelt promise. His nod is immediate, his eyes reflecting the same resolve.“We will never fight like that ever again,” he assures me, his tone filled with sincerity. He takes my hand into his, his grip firm yet gentle. Lifting it to his lips, he kisses it softly, the gesture a silent vow of commitment and love.I close my eyes, savoring the feeling of contentment that flows throug
I'm in bed watching Shaolm get ready to go to sleep. She's wearing one of those lingerie sets where you can see through the material. I watch the way her skin peaks through and wish my lips were slowly gliding over it. I wish I could feel the softness hidden beneath the material."You okay?" She says when she stops in the middle of the room to look at me. I nod and she starts walking into the bathroom.When she comes back to the room she gets into bed next to me."You're very silent tonight." She says looking over at me."I'm just thinking about how beautiful you are." I say and she smiles shyly."You're beautiful too." She says her smile getting wider and I just stare at her. There's so much light and warmth in her eyes it makes me sigh. She's incredibly gorgeous."Thank you." I say leaning over to kiss her. She wraps her arms around me leaning into the kiss.I slide onto my back, pulling her onto me. I moan
After a long day at the hospital, I finally make my way home, the weight of the day’s events pressing down on me. The evening air is cool, a welcome contrast to the sterile feeling of the hospital. As I unlock the door, the familiar scent of home greets me, and I immediately feel a bit lighter.“Baby?” I call out, stepping inside.“In the kitchen!” Her voice rings back, cheerful and warm.I find her at the stove, stirring a pot of something that smells amazing. She turns and smiles when she sees me, her eyes lighting up. “Hey, you. How was your day?”I lean in to kiss her, savoring the brief moment of normalcy. “Busy. Interesting, too. Smells great in here.”“Chicken curry,” she says with a grin. “It’ll be ready in a few minutes. Why don’t you get changed and relax for a bit?”“Sounds perfect.” I head to our bedroom, changing into more comfo
The hospital corridors hum with the usual morning bustle. As I head to the conference room for the morning briefing, I notice a familiar figure ahead, her brown hair tied back in a neat ponytail. My steps falter for a second before I continue walking, my mind racing.Olive.I know she ran into Shalom a week ago and I don't know how she'll react. It sucks that we have to work together but their internal medicine fellowship and our neurosurgery program h work together from time t time and I'm stuck with her this week. The unexpected sight of her here, in the same hospital, stirs up a whirlwind of emotions.Entering the conference room, I take a seat and try to focus on the meeting. Dr. Malik outlines the cases for the day, his voice steady and authoritative. When he mentions a complex case requiring collaboration with internal medicine, my heart skips a beat.“And for this case, you’ll be working closely with Dr. Olive Bennett from Internal Medicine,” he says, glancing around the room
Today is my first solo surgery. I can't believe it but I can because I worked harder than most people and I'm not surprised I've progressed so quickly in the program.It's both exciting and nerve wrecking blend as I prepare for my first solo surgery. It's a simple procedure—a lumbar discectomy—but the significance of it being my first is huge.Dr. Hunter's words from that first day echo in my mind as I scrub in: "This program is designed to challenge you and expand your capabilities." I’ve spent countless hours observing, assisting, and honing my skills under the watchful eyes of the attendings. Today, it’s my turn.I walk into the OR, the sterile environment buzzing with the quiet efficiency of the surgical team. Dr. Malik, who has been an incredible mentor, gives me a reassuring nod from across the room. “Ready, Dr.?” He smiles at me and I exhale slowly.“Ready,” I reply, my voice steady despite the
Sitting in my car, the world around me blurs as tears fill my eyes. My chest tightens, and I struggle to catch my breath. The image of Shalom with her baby is burned into my mind, a constant reminder of what I’ve lost. Panic grips me, making it hard to think, hard to breathe.I close my eyes, trying to calm myself. "In and out," I whisper to myself, focusing on my breathing. "In and out." Slowly, the panic begins to recede, but the pain remains, a dull ache in my chest.I lean back in my seat, staring at the ceiling. How did it come to this? How did I end up here, alone and broken? Kane was everything to me, and now he’s gone, living a life I can only dream of. I squeeze my eyes shut, wishing I could erase the last few minutes from my memory.But the truth is, I needed to see it. I needed to see that Kane has moved on, that he’s happy. Maybe now I can start to heal, to find a way to move forward without him.With a shaky breath, I open my eyes and wipe away the tears. I need to get ou
I can't believe what I'm seeing. It's her. My heart pounds as I duck behind a rack of summer dresses, and my breath catches in my throat. I peek through the fabric, watching Shalom browse the store with her baby. The scene stirs a whirlwind of emotions in me—a mix of anger, jealousy, and a tinge of curiosity.Shalom moves gracefully, her attention focused on the baby in a stroller. I can see the soft coos and the gentle way Shalom interacts with her baby, a smile across her lips. I feel my heart break at the sight. I want to get closer, to see the baby, and to understand what has changed in Kane's life since he broke up with me.My mind races with thoughts. Why did he choose Shalom? What did she have that I didn’t? I need answers, and this might be my only chance to find them.Taking a deep breath, I straighten up, trying to appear nonchalant as I step out from behind the rack. I pick up a dress and pretend to examine it, all the while inching closer to Shalom.Shalom seems oblivious
I stir awake, blinking sleepily the scent of coffee and pancakes fills the air. I sit up, stretching, and for a moment, a soft smile touches me lips as shei remembers the warmth of Kane beside me."Good morning, sleepyhead," Kane greets me with a grin as he places a plate of pancakes on the table. "I made your favorite"I smile, my eyes brightening. "You spoil me," I say, sliding into the chair. "Thank you, Kane."He pours me a cup of coffee, watching me as I take my first sip. "I thought we could spend the day together. Maybe take Rene to the zoo. What do you think?"My smile widens at the mention of our daughter. "I think that sounds perfect," I reply, reaching for Kane's hand across the table. "I love the idea of a family day."As we eat breakfast, our conversation is light and filled with laughter. I find himself marveling at how easy it is to talk to him how natural it feels to plan our day together. There's a sense of normalcy that I cherishes, a reminder that we are building som