KieraI stare at my phone, blankly dialing the same number for the 10th time, hoping for a response that never comes. Frustration begins to build as I realize that my calls are being ignored."I hate you..." I mutter under my breath, feeling a mix of anger and disappointment. "Why isn't he picking up his call ?" I wonder, my heart sinking with each unanswered ring."Jason..." I sighed, throwing my phone on the bed before collapsing onto the mattress, defeated. The silence in the room only amplifies my feelings of loneliness and despair.I don't know why I feel like this, but the emptiness in my chest is suffocating. I close my eyes, trying to push away the overwhelming sense of loneliness.I need to understand that he might be busy, he can't be available 24/ 7. But the uncertainty gnaws at me, leaving me feeling lost and disconnected.I am so bored; this four-walled room feels like a prison, trapping me in my own thoughts. I wanted to go out, but Jason strictly advised me to stay home
JASON"Kiera..." I shouted, staring at her with her eyes filled with tears and fear. "Kiera..." I tried to pat her face gently to wake her up, but she remained unresponsive, her breathing shallow and irregular. Panic started to rise in my chest as I frantically searched for a pulse, praying for any sign of life."Doctor!" I yelled, desperately hoping for help to arrive soon. The room felt suffocating as I waited for a response, my heart pounding in my ears. I tried to fix her oxygen tube that had become dislodged, but my hands were shaking uncontrollably. "Please, Kiera, stay with me," I whispered, willing her to fight through whatever was happening to her."Please, don't leave me alone like this," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes as I continued to try and revive her. The sound of footsteps approaching gave me a glimmer of hope that help was on the way."Mr. Grey, we're here," the doctor said as he rushed into the room, followed by a team of nurses. I stepped back, allowing them
JASON"We need to act fast before it's too late. You saw Kiera, she…." I choked on my words, unable to finish the sentence."She needs the transplant...," I said, closing my eyes to take a deep breath. "I know Jason... She needs the transplant as soon as possible," Kevin replied, his voice filled with understanding and determination. "I will do everything in my power to make sure we find a solution for her.""Please, I can't lose her," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes. "She's all I have left.""I know how much she means to you, Jason," Kevin reassured me, his voice filled with compassion. "She is my only family; I know how you feel. We will do everything we can to save her. I promise ."With those words, I felt a glimmer of hope in the midst of despair, knowing that Kevin would not give up on finding a solution for his sister.I ended the call and took a deep breath, staring at the door Kiera was taken into, waiting for any news on her condition.After what seemed like an etern
JASON“Kevin,” I said, seeing Kevin enter the room in the hospital where Kiera was lying unconscious on the bed. “What are you doing here?Kevin stepped inside, a tiny little munchkin hiding behind his back, a worried expression on his face. “Daddy,” the little girl whispered, tears welling up in her eyes as she reached out for me, running towards me for a hug.My heart ached as I witnessed her vulnerability and fear.“Aria, you shouldn’t have come here, baby,” I said, making her sit on my lap as she hugged me tight, her small frame trembling against mine. “I needed to see Mommy,” she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. I held her close, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on us both. “I saw her carried away in an ambulance,” she continued, her voice shaky. “I was so scared.” I hugged her tighter, trying to offer what little comfort I could at that moment of uncertainty.“Aria, my baby...” I whispered, pressing a kiss on her forehead. “Mommy is here; look!” I sa
JASON“Are you sure he can help us?” Kevin asked as we stepped out of the car and walked towards the building. “You know, these places seem suspicious.”I raised my head, my eyes staring at Kevin, who seemed hesitant. “Are you scared?” I chuckled, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “You deal with crimes and dangerous situations every day; this should be a piece of cake for you.” Kevin gave me a small smile, his confidence growing as we approached the entrance.“That’s not my point. I just don’t want us to get in over our heads,” he replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty. “Do you trust that guy we’re meeting inside?” he asked, causing me to pause and ponder his question. Despite my own reservations, I nodded confidently and replied, “I trust him enough to know that he is our only hope now.”“No, I don’t, but now he is my only hope,” I admitted, trying to reassure Kevin as we stepped inside the dimly lit building.Men in black suits stood at attention, eyeing us suspiciously
JASONI took a deep breath, grateful for his willingness to assist me in my time of need. “Kiera... suffered from leukemia,” I began, my voice trembling with emotion. “But with treatment and care, her leukemia went into remission. However, because of that, her lungs suffered irreparable damage.”Antonio listened intently. “She needs a new pair of lungs to save her life.” I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes. “What is so hard about that? I will kill someone and steal their lungs for her,” Antonio declared, his tone firm and resolute.I shook my head, horrified by his suggestion. “No, Antonio, we can’t do that,” I said firmly. “Even I thought of that, but Kiera would rather die than have someone else’s life taken for her own survival.” Antonio looked at me, his eyes filled with determination.“Your wife seems to be interesting and strong-willed. I will find another way to help her,” he said, his voice softer now. “I have found one, but...”“But what if you found one that did the fuckin
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
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
Hey guys, this might be the end of Jason and Kiera’s journey, but a new beginning is just around the corner. A new couple will soon emerge to take their place and continue the story of love and adventure. Stay tuned for the next chapter in this exciting saga!A new journey by a new duo filled with twists and turns awaits, promising to captivate and enthrall readers just as much as Jason and Kiera did. Get ready for a fresh tale of romance and excitement!Share your thoughts and predictions for what lies ahead for the new couple. Whose story do you want to see unfold next?Kevin, who has a dark past, spent most of his youth in jail. He is a man with a mysterious past and dark secrets that threaten to unravel his newfound happiness.OrAntonio, a mafia king of the underworld and ruthless leader with a heart of gold, is torn between his dangerous lifestyle and his desire for a normal life.Love is a powerful force that can change even the hardest hearts. Stay tuned as these complex charac
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