Her words offer a flicker of hope, but the weight in my chest remains. “I just wish I knew how to help him,” I admit, my voice cracking. “You’re helping by being here,” Hannah says firmly. “And by staying strong for Liam.” I nod, swallowing the lump in my throat. “Thanks, Hannah. I needed to hea
STACY. Jason’s eyes flutter open, his brow furrowing as he stares at me. “Who are you?” He asks, his voice is groggy, and confused. The words hit me harder than they should, like a punch straight to my gut. I blink, frozen, trying to process what he just said. Who am I? Is Jason serious right
I turn away from Jason's door and watch as the doctor walks away, leaving me with my thoughts and the heavy weight of uncertainty. I press my palms to my cheeks, wiping away tears that won’t stop falling. Jason doesn’t remember me… but I’ll remind him. I have to for Liam. Straightening my should
JASON. My Nicole can't break up with me and be dead... This is just a lie!!! The wind rushes past me as I sprint down the familiar roads, my hospital gown flapping against my legs as my heart pounds in rhythm with my racing thoughts. What the hell just happened back there? Mom and Dad, acting
JASON. A day later, I’m pacing the grand hall of what I thought was my parent's mansion, my footsteps echoing off the cold marble floors. The place feels suffocatingly unfamiliar, despite everyone here acting like they know me. Warriors and servants nod their heads respectfully as I pass, their g
What kind of life did I have if I can’t even recognize myself in it? My parents walk into the living room with concern etched on their faces but they don't say anything. Suddenly, the sound of small, hurried footsteps pulls me out of my swirling thoughts as the main door to the mansion creaks open,
STACY (Meanwhile, at Jason’s office…) I shuffle the papers on Jason’s desk, signing off on the last of the daily approvals with a pen that feels heavier than it should. The chair beneath me creaks, but I barely notice. My focus is on the stack of documents that never seems to shrink—the mountain
Hannah leans closer, her expression soft with understanding. “Sometimes memories resurface when you least expect them. But you have to be patient, Stacy. If you push too hard, you might only drive him further away. I know that your love can conquer anything.” Patience and love. Not exactly my stro
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Stacy sighs dramatically. “Men.” I grin, shaking my head. But deep down, I know how lucky we are. After everything, we made it. We fought our battles, we endured the worst, and we won. Now, we have everything we ever wanted... Love, family, and a future brighter than we ever imagined. And fo
HANNAH. An hour later, Laughter and music fill the air as guests drink, dance, and toast to our happiness. Alpha Jason and Stacy are still smirking from the earlier spectacle, but even they are caught up in the lighthearted atmosphere. Daniel never leaves my side. His hand stays firmly on my
Daniel stiffens. His entire body goes rigid, as his jaw tightens so hard I swear I hear his teeth grind. “What?” His voice is barely more than a growl. I nod, my grip on his hand tightening. “You heard me.” Fury flashes in his eyes, dark and dangerous. He doesn’t even hesitate before turning on h
HANNAH. I freeze in the doorway, my breath hitching as my brain struggles to catch up with the sight before me. Roxanne and Adrian. Together! Their bodies are tangled together with their hands greedy, and their lips locked in a desperate, forbidden kiss. Clothes are haphazardly disheveled, Roxann
I stare at the pile, then burst out laughing. “Were you two planning to open a pharmacy?” Daniel smirks. “Figured it was better to be thorough.” I shake my head, grabbing one of the tests and handing it to Stacy. “Alright, go pee on this.” Stacy glares at me like I just asked her to do something
HANNAH “You, get a doctor! Now!” Daniel’s voice booms through the wedding venue, commanding instant obedience from the nearest guard. But even as the order leaves his lips, I tighten my grip on his arm. “Baby, I am a doctor, remember?” His eyes flick to mine, realization dawning before he steps a
HANNAH. "Uh-uh, no, not today" Stacy says the moment her eyes land on Margaret. "Please, just hear me out," Margaret pleads, standing in a simple deep red dress suited for her age. She looks… hesitant, so unlike her usual self. Gone is the cold authority, and the condescending stare. Instead, he
HANNAH. (Hours later) Dinner is tense, the air thick with an unspoken rivalry that neither Roxanne nor I are willing to acknowledge outright. The dining room is dimly lit, with the scent of roasted chicken filling the air, but I can barely focus on the food. My attention is solely on Daniel and