Both Jason and I are in Aria’s room, attempting to lull her to sleep. I know right now we are both thinking the same thing. We were both concerned after hearing how badly Aria would react if I ever left her alone, because no matter how badly I wanted to stay there, I couldn’t. This place is not somewhere I can stay forever. And the thing is, Aria is very attached to me, and this is not good for her. However, the thing is, I can’t do anything about it. She is just a child, and no matter how hard I try, I can never make her understand the complications of my relationship with Jason. As a child, I always wanted to grow up to be an adult. So that I can make my decisions right or wrong, good or bad. But, as I grew up, I realized how hard it is for an adult to live, to move forward, and to face the mistakes of their own decisions and the consequences of those decisions, too. It’s weird how we humans want something that we could never have, but we still want it so badly. And when we finally
Both Jason and I are in Aria’s room, attempting to lull her to sleep. I know right now we are both thinking the same thing. We were both concerned after hearing how badly Aria would react if I ever left her alone, because no matter how badly I wanted to stay there, I couldn’t. This place is not somewhere I can stay forever. And the thing is, Aria is very attached to me, and this is not good for her. However, the thing is, I can’t do anything about it. She is just a child, and no matter how hard I try, I can never make her understand the complications of my relationship with Jason. As a child, I always wanted to grow up to be an adult. So that I can make my decisions right or wrong, good or bad. But, as I grew up, I realized how hard it is for an adult to live, to move forward, and to face the mistakes of their own decisions and the consequences of those decisions, too. It’s weird how we humans want something that we could never have, but we still want it so badly. And when we finally
“So, where are we going?” I asked almost thirteen times today, growing increasingly impatient. I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration as the question seemed to go unanswered each time. “Surprise,” said Jason thirteen times today, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of surprise awaited me, as his secretive nature only added to my anticipation. “Tell me." I don’t like surprises. Surprise means something unexpected is about to happen, and I don’t like unexpected things in my life. “What is so secret about the place that you don’t want to share?” I asked, my voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and irritation. Jason's mischievous smile only grew wider, and he replied, "Trust me, it's worth the wait. You'll see." The mystery surrounding our destination only intensified my eagerness to uncover what awaited me there. “I don’t know, but have some patience; you’ll see once we land there,” replied Jason, giving me the sweetest but annoying sm
All senses were stuck at that moment, seeing Kiera react this way. It was by far the most stupid thing I have done. Finally, things were starting to get normal, and Kiera was starting to truly try to put her trust in me, and with each passing day, our bond became stronger. But look at me now, ruining everything that I have worked so hard to achieve. How can I be foolish enough to do something and ruin everything? I don’t even want to think about the consequences of my silly act. And right in the moment of my frustration, a tiny hand touched my face, distracting me from my thoughts. “Daddy,” a small voice called out, breaking me out of my self-destructive mindset. I turned my attention to Aria; she seemed tense by the way Kiera reacted, but I can’t blame her for that, nor can I blame Kiera. It’s all my fault in the first place. I shouldn’t have acted so irrationally. I hugged Aria tightly, trying to provide comfort to her and to myself with her warm embrace. “Don’t worry, mama is jus
With all my emotions at bay and not knowing how to react to these sudden turns of events, it’s been months, and Dad’s been in a coma for a long time, but now he is awake. I don’t even know how to express my feelings in front of him. As per doctors, Dad had shown signs of recovery for quite a long time, and every day I wish to see him like before, smiling, walking on his legs, and talking to me. I want him to confront me like he used to do in the past. Finally, my long-lost wish of mine will come true, but then why am I so nervous? Maybe I’m afraid to be happy after so much sadness in the past. “Are you okay?” I looked up as a comforting arm wrapped around my shoulder. I nodded my head, acting fine, but inside I was all messed up. My mouth was too dry to form any words, and my heart was pumping rapidly in my ribs. I don’t even know how to react when I am with my father. And Jason, how is he feeling inside being here with you? So see the well-being of the person who was once the rea
A week has passed since the news of Dad coming out of the coma, and he is now shifted to the normal ward. But he is still under observation, and if everything goes fine with his reports, then we might take him home with us soon. I’m very happy today that I can stay with my father. I went to Jason’s room to inform him that I’d leave today and would go to my house and live with my dad from now on. Jason is in his house office with loads of files and documents covering the space of his desk, and for the first time in months, I have seen Jason wearing glasses, and damn, he looks hot. I shook my head. Wait, what the fuck am I thinking? I’m here to talk with him, not to rate him by his looks. Jason seems so busy at work that I don't want my heart to disturb him. Standing by the door, all I could do was stare at him and adore his beauty with my eyes. He is wearing a simple white button-down shirt with his sleeves rolled up, flexing his elbows as he works, and glasses over his eyes are just
What have I done? Why can’t I control my emotions? Only because of me, Kiera left me; not only that, but the friendship and bond that I created with her are also ruined because of this, all because of me and my fucking mouth. Fool. Why don't I think that now, after all this, I can stop Kiera? And because of my mistake, Aria has to lose her mom too, but only because of me. “Kiera,” I called one more time, hoping that she would turn her back and come back, but all my hope ended when Kiera disappeared outside the door. I ran towards Kiera, wanting to stop her, but the phone ringing inside my pocket stopped my steps. I wanted to ignore the call, but looking at the caller ID, I took the call to my ear. “Hello,” I said, listening to the words very carefully. “We are coming." The call ended with a click, leaving me with a sinking feeling in my stomach. “Kiera, wait,” I said, running towards her, holding her arm, stopping her from moving any further. Kiera turned to her, staring at me with
"Jason, where are we going?" I asked for the fourth time, but Jason ignored my words and continued driving. I signed up that I couldn't do this any longer. Every time I want to forget the depressing past of life, it comes knocking right at my door. I don’t know what wrong I did to deserve so much in life. Even now, I should be in the hospital beside my dad, but look here, I’m with Jason, who is taking me somewhere unknown. Now that I’m thinking of Jason, both he and I have very similar struggles in life, and somehow our lives and reasons for pain are thoroughly connected with each other. I turned my eyes outside, looking at anything to distract my thoughts and mind. I’m so disturbed right now by all this that I want to shout until I lose my voice, but I can't. Since childhood, one thing that I have mastered myself to do is hide my emotions and pain, and now I'm so good at this that even when I want to cry, I can't. I can’t shout and show my pain, showing how much it hurts me when a
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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