The morning sun gently creeps through the curtains in the hospital waiting room as Mark anxiously sits, glancing at the clock with every passing minute. He taps his fingers on his crossed arms, worrying about making him jumpy.Leia is still undergoing surgery, and the weight of their past disagreement weighs heavily on his mind. Memories of the previous day flooded his mind, causing a bitter ache in his chest.The pain shocks him. He never realized how much his and Leia's lives had become entwined until she was on an operations table, fighting for her life.He releases his arms from its crossed position and presses the pads of his fingers into his eyes, the digits soothing the ache there.'Did I cause this?.' Mark ponders, lost in his revelry as he rubs his hands over his eyes.He's lost in utter confusion as his conscience throbs him while he sits in wait at the waiting lounge.The cries of patients and the nurses rushing in and out of the hospital with stretches and people are of no
The woman sits on the chaise lounge for several minutes letting her mind drift as she weeps. 'Come on Leia, stop crying!.' she says to herself but the tears keep coming.I hate him. I hate that he can make me feel like this, even after all this time.' she thinks as she silently cries, shoulders shaking from the strength of her emotions.She lays her hand on her pounding chest and tries to breathe. Everything seems too tiresome anymore. Crying would not help solve anything at the moment but at the level of sanity she's obtained she needs it more than ever. It was a while before she could blink without crying but she managed it.She huffs and lifts her hands to rub the tears lines from her face. She scowls when she brings her hands down and sees her powder and eyeliner smeared on her palm."Damnit." With a curse, she looks around for a cloth to use to clean her palm but she gives up and settles for the chairs and throws pillows when she can't find them.Using the small pillow, she da
"What am I going to do now?." Mark mutters to himself after hanging up. He lifts his hand to rub at his suddenly aching temples. It's like every time he takes care of a situation, someone or something always screws it up.The charity event is important for the solidifying of his and Leia's reputation. It's not just something they can Miss.He mutters a few more curses under his breath before he pockets his phone and walks to the entrance once more.With a snap of his fingers, he summons his butler, Henry.The tall man falls into step with him, a reliable presence radiating from the man."What can I do for you, sir?." The butler asks with a shallow tilt of his head."Ready another car for me. I need to go to work for an important meeting." The man bites out. The butler gives a brisk nod and immediately presses a finger to the Bluetooth earpiece in his ear."Ready a car for the boss. He needs to head to the office " The older gentleman demands, his words Sharp and strict.For a moment M
'I wonder what all that was about' the woman ponders as she gazes out the window.Mark was acting strange before she left. It wasn't really obvious but Leia has been with that Man for a year. Leia has traced over that face more times than she can count and she knows it wasn't the topic of killing Rebecca that got him so wound up.It was something else and Leia couldn't help but be suspicious. Paranoia has always served her well when it comes to Mark.Tired of all this thinking she decides to take her mind off this.Turning to face her front she asks the chauffeur."Mister, when will we arrive?.""Well Miss Leia, we'll be there in an hour."He says in a calm voice. Leia groans before flopping into the backseat. She was bored. She didn't want to attend a place where she would be ogled like an animal in a zoo but anything would be better than waiting.Leia wasn't a very patient person.The driver chuckles at Leia's antics. Leia suddenly stills when she hears something."Mister…" she say
"we didn't think you'd come," Opal sounded as she stepped out of the car escorted by tow men. "I didn't think you'd show up either, we both know I tried to kill you already, if this isn't guts, I don't know what this is," Mark says as the two comes to a halt just a few minutes away from each other. "Thank you for coming," she said with a smug "did you enjoy my present," she asked him. Mark's anger boiled but he tried to hold it inside. "How dare you lay a finger on my fiance, I thought you two were partners," he Said. "Partners, don't make me laugh, I work for people much bigger than you think, and I'm not done yet, I plan to make your life a living hell, just you see, I'll make sure I expose all the secretes in your cupboard after what you did to me Mark," she said. Mark brows furrowed as he drew closer and whispered into her ear. "What secret?" Just as he asked this, he sees a red light slight miss above his shoulder and turns around rapidly. "It's an ambush," he tells loud
Having gone through a life-and-death situation with people who were far below him, Mark can't help but feel his anger well up. "How dare they," he mutters to himself in anger. "Just wait woman, I'll make sure to turn you into an unrecognisable figure once I'm done with you."Although he can't argue with the fact that this time he was the one with the disadvantage Mark already begins planning his revenge against his newfound enemy, but for now, there were more important issues for him to think about. Lurking through the alley, as he pays close attention to making sure he's not found out, Mark carefully makes his way to a safe spot. "Yes boss," his man answers after he dials one of their numbers. "I'm turning on my location, come pick me up, and don't come alone," he warns sternly. In agreement they reply and the call is immediately hung up.Mark looks around the lone area for a while, he sees Opal's men searching to and fro and Opal's voice echoing, "Leave no stone unturned until
Mark's laughter echoes through the room, the sound reverberating off the walls like a contagious melody. His infectious mirth seemed to fill the very air around him as if the universe itself had joined in on the joke. "I'm telling you," he exclaimed, wiping away a tear from the corner of his eye, "the universe is on my side!"He rubs his eyes to wipe away more tears of amusement before taking a deep breathAnd plastering on a smirk.'I have so many things in store for us, Leia'.He thinks before exiting the building.Time flows like a river, carrying moments with it,Mark uses those moments to compose himself. It wasn't long before the Man found himself standing outside Leia's private ward. In his hands, he holds a delicate bouquet, vibrant and full of life, the colours giving the white-washed walls a tinge of life. He tugs up the bag he came with, the food containers clinking against each other. The aroma of the flowers mingled with the tantalizing scent of food, a feast he had bro
On that day he had waited anxiously in the sterile hospital corridor, his heart a tumultuous mix of dread and hope. When the doctor finally emerges, Mark's breath catches in his throat."Is she well?" he asks, his voice barely more than a whisper.The doctor's expression is a mix of reassurance and caution as he replies."The surgery went well. However, we discovered a head injury that we'll need to monitor. We'll be conducting some tests to ensure her full recovery." He says calmly.Mark feels relief go through him at his words, his head turning to the private room they are standing in front of.Mark's heart pounds as he stands outside the sterile hospital room, his eyes fixed on the door beyond which has Leia. He has been pacing these halls for days, anxiously awaiting any news about her condition. "Mr Sky?." The doctor breaks Mark out of revelry as he turns to face the other man, the doctor's expression a blend of professionalism and concern."Mr Sky, are you okay?" the doctor inq