DemianI took my phone out of my pocket and looked at the screen.When I received the call from Dana's doctor, my heart raced. I feared that something bad had happened to her. I feared that she had escaped from the hospital.Rachel was by my side. I think she thought the same as I did. But Dana called to ask if I would let her see Jeremy. I said no.And Dana messed up."I don't care if you don't believe me, Demian. But I told you I haven't been kidnapped. I'm going to see Jeremy whether you like it or not. You say you want to do everything to make me feel good, but you won't let me see my boyfriend. I'm suffering because of Jeremy, did you know that? You want to take me to your house. Do you plan to stop me from seeing Jeremy? Don't be selfish, Demian," she challenged me.I was getting tired of Dana's attitude."I'm not selfish, Dana. I…""Don't pretend you're doing it for me. You're doing it for yourself, Demian. You don't want me to see Jeremy because it hurts you that I'm falling i
DemianDana laughed out loud. I had never heard her laugh so much, not even when she was happy. This wasn't a moment to laugh, but Dana was laughing hysterically. She was definitely not well."What are you laughing about?" I asked."It's just so funny, Demian. I can't believe it! This isn't the first time you've told me that Rachel cares about me. I honestly don't understand where the intelligent Demian I fell in love with has gone. You're really messed up in the head, Demian.""Enough. I came to see how you're doing, not to fight. First you hug me, then you insult me. Who can understand you? Do you realize you're not well?""You're treating me like a crazy person again," she said. She rubbed her face to wipe away her tears.Seeing Dana like this was strange. Dana was crying and laughing at the same time. Her disheveled appearance, dark circles under her eyes, and messy hair caught my attention. Her cheeks were very red."You need to rest," I said in an authoritative tone."You don't
DanaThey didn't allow me to see him. They denied me the chance to see Jeremy.I seriously thought about escaping from the room, but the doctor told me they would watch me closely. The hospital staff already knew about my intentions. But when they least expected it, I would escape. I would see Jeremy, then go home to collect my documents and leave the city. Jeremy had left some money hidden for emergencies. I remember I didn't want to accept Jeremy's money, but he insisted that I keep it.He always said I needed to be prepared in case something happened and he wasn't there. I never imagined something like this would happen. Today, I had a bad feeling that something was going to happen, and I wanted to see him one last time before I left. I didn't know how much money he left, but I knew it was enough to get out of the city, even out of the country.I immersed myself in moments of pain. I kept thinking about Jeremy and what would happen if he died. The guilt still invaded me. I couldn't
DanaI mumbled.I couldn't believe it, but it was to be expected. I don't understand why my life is filled with so much bad luck. I don't understand how I almost managed to escape the city. They have caught me! The police want to take me away! What I have done is the last straw for Demian. He would no longer hesitate to put me in a mental health facility. I know he did it because he was worried about me, but this was not right. The worst part is that Demian had partial custody of me. Everyone would support him in the decision to admit me to a mental health facility.I tried to calm down, as my stomach began to hurt. I feared it was some problem with my children. But my blood pressure dropped. The nerves of the situation upset me.Demian was here, and I heard him when he burst into my house, kicking the door open. They didn’t give me time to grab my documents to leave. The police entered my room and took me without my permission as if I were a criminal.“I don’t want to. It’s against m
DanaDemian left shortly after confessing to me that he was in love and loved me. I haven't stopped thinking about him since then, and I felt guilty because Jeremy was in a hospital bed, alone. And I was thinking about Demian, as usual.I didn't know what I was going to do. I didn't even know if I should say anything to him. I was consumed by the desire to tell Demian that I heard him and that I loved him too. But it wasn't coherent to do so. It didn't make any sense. I was tied to the bed by one hand, and this was his fault.The door to my room opened, and I thought it was Demian, but I saw Clarissa with a murderous look in her eyes. The creepy smile she had filled me with fear. She locked the door. I knew she was going to kill me. It didn't take a psychic to know that. And she knew that I knew."Of course, I'm going to kill you. Because Rachel heard what Demian told you when you were here. Rachel knows that Demian loves you and she paid me to end this game. Rachel is already bored a
DanaWow.Demian broke down. He cried and hugged me. He apologized for the harm he had caused me. For the first time, I felt I forgave Demian. His apologies were sincere. Demian was remorseful. He wasn't a person who cried in front of others, but today he couldn't bear the pain. The guilt consumed Demian, especially after Jeremy's death, my husband. It was so hard to be without him. But every day, I remembered his voice, and that gave me the strength to continue with my children. I know he would be happy that the truth came to light.I wiped away his tears. We were so close to each other. It was impossible not to feel the desire to kiss him. Demian's lips were so tempting. My lips were begging me to taste them again. The desire of my body urged me to kiss Demian, but I tried to control myself. I wasn't sure if it was a good moment for us to kiss.My mind, my heart, and my body wanted me to kiss Demian. Controlling myself was a damn torture.But it was Demian who couldn't resist and ki
Dana I had fallen asleep in Demian's arms, but when I woke up, he was no longer beside me. It was Demian who woke me. I saw him standing next to the bed with a tray of food. He smiled happily, and I smiled back at him. Demian placed the tray of food on the side of the bed. "What is that?" I asked. I thought he had told the maid to cook for me. I wondered what the employees thought when Demian and I locked ourselves in the room. Besides, Demian didn't have his shirt on. The employees weren't fools. They would all know that Demian and I had had sex. "I know it's not a big deal, but I made it for you," he looked proud. I raised my eyebrows. Demian didn't cook because he was terrible in the kitchen. The only time he tried to make me dinner was at the beginning of our relationship, and he almost burned the house down by accident. Since that day, Demian didn't want to cook again. I appreciated and valued his loving gesture. "You made it? You?" I asked, unable to hide my surpri
Dana"What? What's wrong?" Demian asked, worried. His way of caring for me was different now. He no longer held back his love as he used to when he treated me distantly and harshly. It was tender to hear and know that he cared about me.The police were at the house and needed to finish talking to Demian to continue the investigation, but Demian had a priority: me. He didn't mind putting everything aside to pay attention to me, and that made me love him. I remembered Jeremy and thought he would be happy to see that I was being cared for.He led me to the sofa and laid me down on it. Everyone was watching me, and I wanted privacy."What do you feel, Dana?" Demian touched my belly tenderly as if I might break."I'm tired and dizzy. My belly and body hurt, Demian," I complained. I had to admit it because the pain didn't stop, and I was starting to feel scared.Demian looked at me worriedly and caressed my head. He placed his hand on my belly again and stroked it to relieve the pain. But i