EMMA POVRobert stood on my porch, his hands casually tucked into the pockets of his tailored slacks. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, but it wasn't out of excitement. It was out of anger—pure, burning rage."Why are you even here again?" I demanded, my voice sharp and uninviting.He looked surprised, almost as if he didn’t expect my reaction. His blue eyes softened. “I missed you, Emma, I have searched for you almost everywhere and finally I met you on the street," he said, his tone tender and full of meaning.I scoffed, folding my arms across my chest. “Please, spare me the theatrics. That was just one night. You don't need to be here. And how did you even find out where I live?” I could hear the venom in my words, but I didn’t care. His presence here was suffocating, and I wasn’t about to let him see me break.Robert’s face tightened slightly, but he quickly covered it with a smile. “That’s not the issue, Emma. Can we just get into the car and have a proper conversation?
EMMA POVFew days later, everywhere was quiet, Robert stopped looking for me and I decided to stay with my mom happily, she was finally okay, all of a sudden I threw up."What?" She asked "Probably fever, I have been stressing myself alot lately" I said trying to cover up for myself, I hadn't seen my period, I have used alot of things, come to think of it I am a kid and I havent experienced this kind of thing before."Fever right?" She asked I nodded "Probably" "Probably?" She asked "Ofcourse mom, what were you expecting?" I asked She nodded, her eyebrow raised and she continued eating.After we finished eating I cleared the table and rushed back into my room. I knew I could either be pregnant or have a fever. I walked out of the house and rushed to a nearby hospital for a check up.Few hours later the doctor called me in and handed me the result only to find out that I am pregnant.I stared down at the crisp white paper in my trembling hands. The word pregnant leaped out at me,
EMMA POVThe thoughts circled back to that dark cloud, the one that had been lurking in the back of my mind ever since the doctor handed me that piece of paper. The thought that maybe I didn’t have to go through with this. Maybe I could make it all go away. But how?I sat up, glancing at my phone on the nightstand. I needed to talk to someone, to figure out what my options really were. But who could I turn to? My mom would freak out. My friends—none of them would understand.Think, Emma. Think.The next morning, I made my decision. I couldn’t keep this baby. Not now, not like this. It was the only thing that made sense, even though it hurt to admit it. But I had no idea how to make it happen.I called the doctor’s office again, this time with a different question.“Hey Doctor, it’s me… Emma,” I said hesitantly. “I was hoping to get some more information on, um, what kinds of things could cause complications during pregnancy. I’ve been feeling really stressed and worried, and I just wa
EMMA POV—-Tears blurred my vision as I curled up into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest. The enormity of the situation felt like it was swallowing me whole. I was so lost, so overwhelmed, and there didn’t seem to be any way out. No easy solution, no simple answer.And then there was the other part of me, the part that still felt some strange, unwanted connection to the life growing inside me. It was so tiny, so fragile, and yet… it was a part of me. That thought made it all the more terrifying, and all the more complicated.I couldn’t keep the baby. I wasn’t ready. But could I live with the consequences of doing something to end it? Could I carry that weight for the rest of my life? Days turned into weeks, and I felt like I was walking through a fog. My emotions were all over the place, and I was exhausted—physically, mentally, emotionally. My mom continued to ask questions, and I continued to deflect, but I knew it wouldn’t be long before she pressed harder.One afternoon, she
Robert groggily opened his eyes to find Carolyn standing beside his bed, a radiant smile on her face."Good morning, dearie," Carolyn said, her voice husky.Robert rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. "Only a good morning is okay, Carolyn."Carolyn's smile faltered for a moment before she regained her composure. "Fine….You have a visitor. She says her name is Natalie."Robert's mind struggled to place the name. "Natalie..." he murmured, and then it clicked – Emma's friend.He nodded, throwing off the covers. "Alright, I'll see her."But Carolyn's grip on his arm halted him."Who on earth is Natalie?" Carolyn asked, her voice tinged with possessiveness.Robert raised an eyebrow. "Why do you care?"Carolyn's eyes narrowed. "Don't tell me you're flirting with some teenage girl."Robert's patience began to fray. "For goodness' sake, Carolyn, you're my ex-wife, not my wife. Do not overstep your boundaries, maintain peace please just for the kids."Carolyn's smile twi
“Who the fuck is Emma?” she whispered to herself, her voice trembling. “And they had a one-night stand? How could Robert do such a thing?”She let the letter fall to the floor as if it had burned her. Carolyn’s mind raced, the words swirling in her head like a storm she couldn’t control. Emma. The name felt foreign and dangerous, like a curse she didn’t understand. And one-night stand? With Robert? Her ex husband? Probably that's too much for her to understand.Carolyn’s legs buckled, and she sat on the edge of the bed, hands trembling. She felt like the ground had been ripped out from under her, leaving her suspended in a void. Robert had never mentioned anyone named Emma. But the letter—the words—there was no mistaking the truth.Her initial reaction was one of hurt. Not because she still loved him—Not that, it had died long before the ink dried on their divorce papers—but because he had moved on. He was supposed to be the one suffering after the divorce, the one regretting every de
ROBERT POVIvy nodded and left the room, leaving me alone with Kian."What’s going on, man?" I asked, sensing something was off with him. Kian usually radiated confidence, but today there was something different—something heavier in his demeanor.He sat down, hesitating for a moment. "I met someone last night and…."I raised an eyebrow, not in the mood for one of his club stories. "Don’t start please."“Cant you just listen to what I have to say first?” Kia asked“It's about a girl, you met at the club, I am not in for that Kian” I said my voice low and firmHe smirked but there was a sadness behind his eyes. "Yeah you are right and No, it’s not like that. I actually talked to her, you know? But she didn’t even look me in the eye."I leaned forward, intrigued despite myself. "Now that’s rare for a rich guy like you to be snubbed, she must be a strange and different girl.""Tell me about it, why did that happen? I was in the club buying drinks and spraying lots of cash but she wasn't ev
ROBERT POV“Sir, there is more,” Ivy said, her voice low and firm, with a warm smile.“What again Ivy?” I asked feeling frustrated “Mr. Kian hasn't left” she said I nodded “Okay, fine let him be”“And again sir, you still have some documents left to sign on” Ivy said I rubbed my temples. "I’ll handle it later. Anything else?"Ivy hesitated, looking at Kian before turning her gaze back to me. "I also noticed you’ve been distracted all morning. If you need to talk—""I’m fine, Ivy," I said a bit too quickly. "Just...go handle things for me, okay?"She nodded, casting one last glance at Kian before slipping out the door.Kian waited until she was gone before he could come in. "What’s going on with you, man? You’ve been off your game lately."I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face. "It’s Carolyn. She’s back in town and I don't like it."Kian’s eyes widened. "Your ex? Why didn’t you say anything?""I didn’t think it mattered," I muttered, fiddling with the pen on my desk. "She’s stayin
EMMA POVI sat outside Mom's hospital room, lost in the serene landscape beyond the window. The gentle rustle of leaves and chirping birds offered a fleeting escape from the weight of her illness. Suddenly, a familiar voice broke the tranquility."Emma."I turned to see Natalie standing behind me, her eyes tinged with a mix of guilt and hesitation."Hey, still here?" I replied softly, my curiosity piqued.Natalie's gaze darted around the hospital corridor before settling on me. "I'm heading home, but I wanted to just stop buy before leaving and apologise for...everything." Her voice trembled.I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What's going on, Natalie? You're being really cryptic, you did nothing wrong."Natalie took a step closer, her eyes locking onto mine. "I know I shouldn't have said such a thing that day. I was stressed, and I took it out on you. I'm so sorry."My expression softened. "It's nothing, Natalie. Friends fight, and we settle." I offered a reassuring smile.Natalie's f
ROBERT POV Hours passed as I tried to piece together fragments of the night, but it was all a haze. Carolyn had locked herself in the guest room, refusing to speak to me, her sobs echoing faintly through the walls.The kids noticed, their wide-eyed gazes flicking between me and the closed door, sensing the tension. They didn’t ask questions, but the silence was damning, like a silent judgment hanging over me.That evening, I confronted Carolyn.She looked at me with a scornful smile, her lips curving slightly as she crossed her arms. “What do you want, Robert? I already told you everything that happened, do I Have the energy to force you on me? I don't, you did it yourself and you were satisfied,so what more do you want?”“I want answers, real answers, tell me the truth” I replied, my voice a mixture of frustration and desperation. “What happened last night?”“You don’t remember?” she asked, feigning innocence. “Or are you just pretending, so you can escape the blame?”“I don’t trust
EMMA POV“What's the problem?” Daniel asked, his gaze drifting between me and Ava I smirked back at him so he wouldnt know what we were talking about “We were just discussing something important” I said my voice firm.ROBERT POV“What a long day” I said as I dropped my car keys in front of the table, my hands in between my chest as I zipped off.The phone's screen glared back at me, messages lined up, missed calls pinging in one after another. But I couldn't bring myself to respond. I slouched back in the armchair, sinking into its worn leather. My fingers absentmindedly tapped the armrest, my mind drifting. Everything felt hollow.The door swung open without a knock. Carolyn stood in the doorway, her familiar smirk tugging at her lips as she walked in, balancing two glasses and a bottle of wine.“Welcome, Robert,” she purred, eyes glinting as they trailed over me.I sat up, frowning. “A little privacy would be nice, Carolyn. Knock next time,” I muttered, my voice low, weary. But Ca
EMMA POVRobert’s mind raced, his heart hammering beneath his ribs. She was here, just a few steps away from him. All he had to do was go to her. But his feet felt leaden, held back by the weight of years of unspoken words, regrets, and the tangled mess their lives had become.“Does she… know I’m here?” Robert finally asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.Doctor Caleb shook his head. “Not yet. But… perhaps it’s time? Time to introduce yourself ”“I don't think I should do that, Daniel hasn't introduced us yet” Robert said, his voice barely above a whisper.---Back in her room, Emma shifted restlessly, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. Memories of Robert drifted through her mind like ghosts. She could almost hear his voice, feel his presence. Her heart beat faster, a pang of bittersweet longing settling deep within her chest.But as soon as she closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing heart, a nurse entered, startling her back to reality.“Ms. Emma,” the nurse said with a soft,
EMMA POVThe name the doctor had called tugged at a memory, pulling me abruptly from the present. My hand hovered in midair, caught in the space between now and then, a blur of faces and voices swimming before me until Natalie's touch brought me back.“Hey,” she said, her fingers pinching my arm lightly but sharply. Her gaze was expectant, a bit concerned, and just a little exasperated. “Huh” I said “Snap out of everything and be your self, your mom is going to be alright” she said “Yeah…” I replied, blinking to clear my thoughts. “Yeah, send my regards to him, and tell him I appreciate what he did. Truly,I am grateful”.Natalie watched me, her expression softening a bit. “How about her treatment?” she asked, tone practical but probing. “Should they proceed? Do we keep her here? Or… should she be at home, resting with her medications? You have to select one so they can work on her treatment quickly”My gaze slid over to Daniel, who’d been standing quietly just behind her. He met my
DANIEL POVI ended the call and looked over at Emma, still curled under the blankets, her breathing slow and steady. She was in the early stages of pregnancy, and her body was already working hard, making her more tired than usual. But now was not the time to let her rest.I approached the bed and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “Emma,” I said, my voice soft but firm. “Wake up, how are you feeling? I am sorry i disrupt your sleep.”She stirred, blinking sleepily at me. “What’s wrong? Why did you wake me up all of a sudden? Is there a problem?” she murmured, her words slurred with sleep.I hesitated, hating the thought of breaking this news to her, but there was no way around it. “Ava just called. Your mom... she’s in the hospital. It’s critical.”Emma’s eyes shot open, all traces of drowsiness vanishing. “What? My mom is in the hospital? How did that even happen?” she gasped, pushing herself up on the bed, her movements frantic. “How is that possible? Hospital all of a sudden? S
ROBERT AND NINAROBERTThe hospital's sterile corridors stretched out like a labyrinth of lost hopes, echoing the whispers of the wounded. Fluorescent lights above cast an unforgiving glare, illuminating the frailty of human existence. Every step resonated with the weight of uncertainty, each door hiding a story of joy or despair.In the wards, rows of beds held the fragile bodies of loved ones, their faces etched with pain, fear, and longing. Monitors beeped like anxious heartbeats, tracking the delicate balance between life and death. The scent of antiseptic and desperation hung heavy in the air.In this sacred space, families clung to fragile threads of hope, praying for miracles. Doctors and nurses moved with compassionate urgency, their faces masks of resolve, their eyes betraying the emotional toll.Every room concealed a unique struggle: a child's tears, a parent's anguish, a couple's tender touch. The hospital was a microcosm of humanity – fragile, resilient, and precious.As
Natalie and Emma hasn't spoken for days and Ava has been very busy and she was happy that their plan has been going well and successful, Emma had decided to stay with Daniel only for temporary.---Ava sighed deeply, her heels clicking softly on the pavement as she approached her front door. The sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the neighborhood. She had just come from Emma’s house, running errands on her behalf again. It wasn’t like Emma to be so distant, but with everything going on, Ava figured it was only natural.But there, leaning casually against Ava’s front gate, was Natalie.Ava’s expression darkened instantly. “Why are you here?”Natalie’s lips curled into a sly, almost mocking smile. “Oh, don’t act so surprised. Seems like I’m the bad guy now, huh?”Ava didn’t even bother to respond. Instead, she rolled her eyes, her irritation barely concealed. “Emma isn’t around, if that’s what you came for.”“I just want to talk,” Natalie said, her tone
EMMA POVI shook my head, frustrated. "Of course it’s not real, Daniel. This is just, just… temporary, yeah temporary. We both know that.""If you think this is not real and you decide not to follow up with our plan,What do you think will happen if our cover is blown?" he snapped. His voice was low, but the edge was sharp. "This isn’t just about us. It’s about my position in the company, we can't afford to lose or act slow at the moment. You need to think of a proper way to handle it."I could feel my irritation rising. "How about you?" I shot back. "You’re in this just as much as I am. This was your idea, remember? You can't put everything on me and when you achieve everything you want, you let go of me just like that""My parents need to see me settled," he said, his voice cool. "Once they hand over my position, it doesn’t matter if we stay together or not. It’ll be on me, not you anymore." He stepped out of the car, and I followed, trailing a few steps behind.As we entered the li