Author POV:-Jace's heart stopped when he saw Jonathan standing in front of the car door; he froze looking in his eyes; he could run to him and hug him and tell him everything is fine; he can make up for everything he did with Trisha in past; and finally, he has his family together. But he couldn't, he wouldn't say a word, and finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his mind triumphed over his heart, he saluted everyone. The silence stretched between them and seemed to be endless. Jace wanted to ask Jonathan many questions, but he kept quiet. What's left after six years of his best friend's misery?''Do you think we can do anything to settle this mess?'' Jace asks Jonathan, who is still dazed, ''I mean the business thing, will it work?'' That was significant, and they began to discuss work again, double-checking for any errors.After a while, the conversation seemed to be limited to Jonathan and Jace. They were talking in agreement, as if they knew what the other was thinking.
Author POV:-All the members of the family except Jonathan were sitting in their living room to discuss the huge problem they had. Jonathan has locked himself in his room for three days now. He was not talking to anyone, not eating, not drinking. He didn't even leave his room once. It freaks them out that they hear crying and smashing sounds in his room every few hours.They were puzzled at the behaviour of their companion and friend. They had never seen him like this, not even when he found out about Trisha's betrayal."Please. Do something, guys it's been three days and he still hasn't shown any sign of coming out." Keven said he was on the verge of crying, seeing the state of his beloved cousin."What may have happened that he is so broken like this?"Alvin asked, looking at Jonathan's closed door. Throughout the three days, they all tried to talk to Jonathan, but he would always yell at them to leave."Maybe he was sad because of his engagement." Keven said he tried to figure it o
Author POV:-Jonathan took a deep breath and began to speak. He is terrified; he himself cannot believe what has happened until now; how will he explain this to others? Especially to Brandon."I went to my studio with Jace three days ago. I meet Trisha; she is there waiting for me. She requested that I come to the hospital for some tests. I don't want to go there, but when I see her condition, I can't help myself. Rain, her son, is not well, and he needs his biological father. I know it's not going to work, but... when I saw the report, he is my son. Rain is my own son. I really want to tell you guys, but I can't, but when Jace came and told me about Trisha's visit, I was able to. After that, I wake up here. You know what happened afterward."Jonathan stopped at that while wiping his tears. He was ashamed and scared. He didn't look up; he didn't want to see their reaction. For the time being, there was complete silence."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." Brandon screamed as he smashed the near
Authir POV:-You don't deserve her.The words bit into his subconscious like venom. It wasn't the first time they'd infiltrated his mind in this way, but it was the first time they'd been hurled at him.It all still felt like some sort of bad dream for Jonathan; Allen couldn't have really said that, could she?But she did, and the voice in Jonathan's mind snarled at him. You know she did. You heard her say it. And she believes it, too.Jonathan closed his eyes, taking a shaky breath. He'd heard it before, of course. He was Trisha's mate. He is the one who kicks her out. For him, there were certain standards he had to live up to, and there certainly wasn't any time to spare his feelings along the way. His mother and father had wanted him to be the best, and he was. The thought gave him a little pride, as it always did; save for long-dead mating bonds of the past, Jonathan was the best for them.But such perfection had come at a cost.Jonathan remembered when he chose his career. He'd a
Author POV:-It's been hours since Trisha locked herself in the small bathroom they have in their two-room apartment, crying over her pathetic life. She felt like destiny was playing games with her. It was too much for her to handle. Why does bad luck always follow her around like a ghost? Why is it so hard for her to live a simple life? Why does her son have to suffer because of her misfortune? Why? Why? She had been asking herself the same question for years and had received no response.She never thought about it, and she never wanted to visit that place again or see those people again. Why, after all those years, does she have to face those people? Why did she have to cross the door, which was closed on her face? When she discovered Jonathan was the last straw in saving her son, she was terrified of what he would do when he realised the child he had abandoned and called names to for years was his. Trisha was afraid—what would she do if Jonathan decided to stay away from her? It wa
Author POV:-On the other side of the city, someone was sleepless just like Trisha, scared like her but somewhat happy because of what was going to happen tomorrow. After the workers finished decorating the room for Trisha and her son around 10 p.m., Jonathan is now laying in his bed with no sign of sleep. His mind was playing the "he should not have" game with him. He should not have listened to his mother's words, for example. He should not have believed that fake DNA report. He should not have done that horrible thing to his most beloved person. He shouldn't have given his son a name. But he knew there was no point in that now. Things have already happened, and he blames himself for that.His thoughts are entirely his own. He saw his son's photo on his medical records this evening. Trisha was right; he looked just like him. They had those chubby cheeks, shiny eyes, straight hair, and that precious smile, just like him. He should have listened to Trisha and loved the baby. Then ever
Author POV:-"Sorry Mr. On that side of the door, mom is in the bathroom, so I can't open the door because I don't know who you are? Mum told me not to open the door for strangers. So please say your name so that I will know who you are and open the door."Jonathan and Jace looked at each other. When they heard that lovely voice, they couldn't help but smile. Jonathan's eyes welled up with tears without his realising it. It's time. It was the moment he would see his treasure face. His Rain. He really wanted to break the door instantly and hug his little treasure.Seeing Jonathan still in a daze, Jace decided to answer. He was really excited to meet his nephew. He didn't tell anyone, but he had prepared a big gift for him at home."It's Jace and Jonathan." He informed him in a deep, sweet voice. His happiness could be heard in his voice. It was silent for a moment. There was no reply from inside. Since there had been no response from inside for nearly a minute, the two outsiders exchan
Author POV:-There was pin-drop silence in the car. No one was talking. While leaving their small apartment, Rain cried his eyes out, not wanting to leave without Zee and Simon. Trisha herself couldn't control her tears. These people were part of her life. They helped her at her lowest point.Trisha looked out of the window while leaning her head on it. Though she has now solved one problem with the Rain donor, another big one is already standing in front of her. She was working at three jobs every day. But now that she's moved to this part of the city, which is far away from where she used to work, she has to quit those jobs. So, now that she was jobless, one of her neighbours encouraged her to go to J.W. Entertainment tomorrow; he said they might be able to offer her a cleaning job but she couldn't say for sure. But it was better than nothing. She needs money. She knew Jonathan would cover medical expenses, but she needs money for food, clothes, and all their other small needs. She