JasonMy heart dropped as I saw her face, with my legs turned to jelly beneath me. As I crumbled on the ground, I saw the woman who was lying lifeless before me."Kiera..." I cried out in disbelief, feeling a wave of relief wash over me. The nurse placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, offering her condolences as tears streamed down my face. "She's not my wife," I managed to choke out between sobs, feeling a mix of emotions flood through me. The nurse nodded in understanding, giving me a moment to process the overwhelming relief and confusion that consumed me.I leaned back on the wall, breathing rapidly as tears didn't seem to stop, trying to make sense of the situation before me."Kiera…" I whispered, feeling a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos. "She is not here; does that mean she is alive?" I asked the nurse, my voice trembling with uncertainty.The nurse hesitated before gently replying, "I'm sorry, but we don't have any information on Kiera's whereabouts at the moment." I felt
KieraI scan the space that was once my home, feeling a sense of nostalgia wash over me as I remember the memories that were made within those walls.I have ten years of life in these places, each corner holding a different story or emotion that shaped who I am today.I saw my mother die here; her last breath was taken in the very room I stand in now. The walls may hold memories, but they also hold pain and loss that I carry with me every day.This is the place where I mend my relations with my father and where I learned to forgive and let go of the past. I have nine months to carry my baby in this home, feeling her grow and kick inside me as I prepare for motherhood.The walls witnessed my tears of joy and fear when I first brought my baby here and introduced her to the place that holds so much history for me. This is the same home where she was kidnapped by a stranger. I never felt so helpless and terrified in my life, but the day I lost Aria, I felt like losing a piece of myself. T
JasonI parked my car, standing by the front door of the house that I hate so much. The thought of having to go inside filled me with dread, but I knew I had no choice because my Kiera is here, waiting for me.This house is her home, and I needed to be there for her, no matter how uncomfortable it made me feel.I rang the doorbell, hoping for Kiera to open the door as I wrapped my arms around her in a tight hug. Whatever happens today, I will not be at peace until I see her face and feel her warmth.I waited anxiously for her to answer, my heart pounding with anticipation. But the door remained closed, and a sinking feeling of worry began to creep in."Kiera…," I knocked on the door, calling out her name softly, hoping she would hear me and come to the door. The silence that followed only deepened my concern, as I wondered what could be keeping her from answering.I tried calling her landline since her phone was with me, but there was no answer. Panic began to set in as I frantically
JasonBlood was leaking from her body, but how could this have happened? My thoughts were a jumbled mess as I frantically stared at nothing but my hands, stained with Kiera's blood."No..." I shouted, feeling a wave of panic and guilt wash over me. "No…""Sir… Keep calling it a hospital," the bystander said, pulling a hand on my shoulder as I continued to stare at my hands in shock."She was bleeding," I mumbled, feeling the weight of the situation sink in. "All this time she was alone, bleeding, and I couldn't do anything for her," I said to myself, feeling a sense of helplessness and regret consume me."Sir, you need to calm down," the bystander urged, trying to get my attention."Calm down…." I suspected whose hand was on my shoulder, feeling a surge of anger mixed with sorrow. "My wife is here dying, and you are telling me to calm down." Tears began to well up in my eyes as the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks.The bystander's words seemed to fade into the back
JasonShe is finally calm now after crying so much. Her tears seemed to stop, and she seemed more at peace. I held her in my arms with her face hidden in her chest, feeling the weight of her body against mine."How is Aria?" she asked after a while, her voice barely above a whisper.I gently stroked her hair. "She is with Kevin and doing well," I reassured her, feeling grateful for the small moments of peace we can find in the midst of chaos.Kiera hummed in words; her mind seemed to be somewhere else. I knew she was still processing everything that had happened, but for now, all I could do was hold her close and offer comfort in silence."Jason, do you miss our baby?" She asked softly, tears glistening in her eyes. I could see the pain and longing in her gaze, and I knew that she needed to talk about it more than anything.I know she is seeking my comfort and understanding; she knows that I was against these precautions after I heard the news of her leukemia, and Kiera needed to know
Jason"WHAT THE FUCK?" I shouted with my eyes burning with rage, staring at the man who had just attacked me."This is what you deserve for what you did to my sister!" he snarled, his eyes filled with hatred. Catching me by the collar and pulling my face close to his, he whispered, "How dare you?""What the fuck!" I repeated my words, feeling a surge of fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins as I grabbed his hands off of me and pushed him away. "I never touched your sister," I gasped, trying to reason with him before things escalated further."Jason..." he cut me off with a menacing growl, his grip tightening on my collar. "How dare you hide the truth from me ?" He seethed, his voice low and dangerous. "She was in pain, suffering from a life-threatening disease, and you never thought to tell me?" I could see the hurt and betrayal in his eyes, and I knew that this situation was far from over."You guys, this is a hospital; you can't cause a scene here," one of the hospital staff
KieraIt hurts when I move my arm. My head is also pounding with a headache. And if more than that, I am aching in my stomach too.I groaned, opening my eyes, only to find myself in a hospital bed with an IV drip in my arm. The bright lights and beeping machines around me made me realize that my situation was more serious than I had initially thought.I looked around the room, and no one was there, causing a sense of unease to settle in. I tried to recall what had happened before waking up in the hospital, but my memory was hazy at best.As memories started to slowly come back, I remembered puking blood and fainting on the bathroom floor, and then Jason brought me here, only for me to find that I had lost my baby.The realization hit me like a ton of bricks, and tears welled up in my eyes as I processed the heartbreaking news. I moved my hand to touch my belly but felt nothing but emptiness. The emptiness mirrored the grief I felt in my heart, knowing that I had lost a piece of myself
Kiera"Kiera..." a voice called out from the doorway, breaking me out of my thoughts. I turned to see a familiar face, grasping for air as if they had been running to find me. "What are you doing here?" he said, wrapping his arms around me in a tight embrace. "Careful that a baby is sleeping in my arms," I whispered, smiling at the unexpected reunion."Baby..." he trailed off, his eyes widening in surprise as he caught sight of the small bundle in my arms."Is this..." he began, his voice filled with wonder and joy as he looked at the peaceful face of the sleeping baby."Yes," I replied softly, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment settle over me as I watched him gaze at the baby with awe. "Is it cute ?" I asked, feeling a rush of happiness at the sight of him bonding with our child. "Absolutely adorable," he replied, his eyes never leaving the baby's face as a smile spread across his own."Why did you leave the room earlier?" he inquired, his curiosity piqued as he continued to ad
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JASONWe drove home together, and the tension between us was palpable as we both anticipated what would happen next.“Do you think she will be angry?” Kiera asked, taking my hand in hers as we walked to the front door of the villa. I squeezed her hand reassuringly and said, “She’ll be fine. But about her anger, I can’t make any promises.” Kiera laughed, shaking her head.“I never wanted to leave without meeting her, but she was asleep, and I don’t want to wake her up,” she said as we walked towards the foyer to the living room.“She misses you so much,” I replied softly, touching her face gently. “I’m sure she’ll understand once she sees you.” Kiera smiled gratefully, leaning her head on my touch.“Daddy...” Aria’s voice chimes in from the living room, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of Kiera. “Mommy?” she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes.Kiera knelt down, opening her arms wide as Aria ran into them. They finally reunited after so long. “I hate you,” Aria said softl
JASON “Work. Let’s work then,” I said, trying to hide my amusement at her playful scolding. She finally looked away from me and back at the papers, signaling that it was time to focus on the task at hand. “I have read all the documents and made the necessary changes,” she stated firmly, her eyes still fixed on the papers in front of her. “You just need to sign the bottom of the last page.” “Fine,” I said, holding the pen in my hand and signing my name at the bottom of the last page without even caring to read what I was signing. “You should read the documents before signing them,” she said with a stern look. “I trust you,” I said, smirking and brushing my finger on my lips, walking close to her and whispering, “But if there’s anything important, you’ll let me know, won’t you?” She nodded as I put my hand around her waist, pulling her closer, feeling a sense of control and power over the situation. “What are you doing, Mr. Grey?” She said she was putting her hand on my chest. “
JASONA year has passed, but the day still seems to be a traumatic memory for me. Her last words for me still echo in my mind. I can’t shake the feeling of regret that fills me every time I think about it. Kiera. I closed my eyes as an image of her lying on the hospital bed flashed through my mind. I could still hear her weak voice saying, “I promise.” Her voice, her words, the tears, the pain. It still feels raw and fresh, like an open wound that refuses to heal. It might never heal completely—a constant reminder of the impact she had on my life. My life has a void that can never be filled. Only Kiera can fill that void, and I am lost without her. I am now standing here in the warm sun as I stare at the grave that made a great impact on my life. It was because of her that I became the person I am today. Because of her, I can have the life I have always dreamed of. I can never forget the gift of love and wisdom she bestowed upon me. No matter how much I thank her, it will never b
JASON“Kiera...” I mumbled, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead. I whispered, “I’ll be right here with you every step of the way.”I brushed her hair, hoping that she would find comfort and strength in my presence. “You have to fight through all these for me, for Aria, for Kevin, and for everyone who loves you,” I said softly, squeezing her hand in reassurance. “You’re not alone in this battle, Kiera.”I feel a gentle squeeze on my hand as she is listening to words, even if she is unconscious. I lean in closer, feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, and continue to speak softly. “You are strong, Kiera. You can do this.” I take a deep breath, trying to stay calm and composed for her sake. “You fought for so long; there are just a few more steps to go. After the transplant is complete, there won’t be anyone or anything that can stop you from living the life you deserve.” I pause, feeling a surge of hope and determination in my own heart. “Know that I love you and always will, no mat
JASON“How is she?” I said, upon seeing Kevin standing in the hallway outside Kiera’s hospital room.Kevin sighed and ran a hand through his hair before responding, “She’s stable for now, but the doctors aren’t sure how long she will stay that way.”“Don’t worry, Marie’s parents agreed to donate her the lungs she needs for a transplant,” I said, trying to offer a glimmer of hope in the midst of uncertainty. “Hopefully, she can make a full recovery with the transplant.”“I don’t know, man; I’m not sure if she’s strong enough to survive the surgery.” Kevin’s words crashed over me like a wave of doubt.“What the fuck are you talking about, Kevin? Kiera is a fighter; she’s been through so much already. She can handle this; I believe in her,” I replied firmly, trying to bolster Kevin’s wavering confidence in Kiera’s strength and resilience.Kevin put a hand on my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I want that too. I just can’t shake this feeling of uncertainty.”“Let’s just hope for th
JASON“Just a slap won’t be enough,” he said, his eyes gleaming with determination. “How about I give you a knife or a better gun?” he suggested, a dangerous glint in his eyes.“No….” The husband spoke firmly, shaking his head. “Maybe he’s a bad guy; maybe he’s the reason for our daughter’s suffering, but we can’t stoop to his level.” The husband spoke, holding his wife’s hand tightly.“You know that with his power and meddling, no law or justice system will be able to truly punish him,” Antonio said, his voice filled with frustration. “I am giving you a chance to do what needs to be done—to seek justice for our daughter in a way that the law cannot. Think about it,” Antonio urged, his tone pleading yet resolute.The husband and wife exchanged a meaningful glance, silently contemplating their next move. “Still, we can’t let our emotions cloud our judgment,” the wife finally said, her voice steady. “We are not bad people, nor will we stop at his level. Maria will never be happy if she
JASONI stepped inside the warehouse, following Antonio and the couple down the narrow hallway. It’s dark, with only a little light filtering in through the high windows, casting long shadows on the concrete floor. The air is musty and filled with the smell of old machinery and metal, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the abandoned building.The wife whispered, barely audible over the creaking of the floorboards beneath us, “These places haven’t been touched in years.”The husband held her hands tightly, a look of concern etched on his face as we continued deeper into the warehouse, unsure of what we might find in the darkness ahead.Antonio chuckled and reassured, “Don’t be scared!” as he opened a giant door at the end of the hallway. Antonio chuckled, opening a giant door at the end of the hallway. “The place gives off a dangerous vibe. Best for torturing your enemies,” he said with a sinister grin, revealing a hidden room filled with chains and tools. The couple exchanged nervous g
JASONAntonia and I stare at the couple sitting across us in their tiny space; their faces show a mixture of curiosity and confusion.“Why are you here again?” the woman asked, holding her husband’s hand. “We already told her that we couldn’t donate our daughter’s organs,” she continued, her voice tinged with sadness. The husband squeezed her hand reassuringly and replied, “We understand that our wife needs the transplant, but we can’t bear the thought of parting with our daughter’s organs. We hope you can find another solution for her.”“She is on life support,” I replied, trying to convey the urgency of the situation. “We are running out of time,” I added, hoping they would reconsider their decision. “I know that for your daughter, it was a precious gift. It’s hard for any parent to make this decision.” I said it with empathy. “I am also the father of a girl, and I know how difficult this must be for you. But with your one yes, you can potentially save multiple lives and give others