Am I doing the right thing by trusting Jason again? I'm not sure if I can fully trust him after what happened in the past. But I can't help myself from wanting to give him another chance."I don't like when you cry," I heard him whisper softly as he wiped away my tears. "I want to be the one who makes you smile, not the one who brings you tears. I promise to do everything in my power to make sure you never have to cry because of me again." My eyes fill with uncertainty as I weigh his words against the pain he caused me before. However, his sincerity and willingness to change give me a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, trusting him again could lead to a better future."Jason..." I wanted to say, but Jason put his index finger over my lips, silencing me."No more talking," he whispered softly. "You need to rest now. Let me take care of you." As he carried me in his arms, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Part of me wanted to resist, to hold onto the hurt and protect myse
"Please." I took his hand and squeezed it gently, trying to convey my need for honesty and reassurance. The silence hung heavy in the air as Jason took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. Then he looked into my eyes and said, "I don't know if it's the right time to say the truth, but I can't keep hiding it from you any longer." His voice trembled slightly, revealing the weight of his confession. I held my breath, bracing myself for the truth."Liam is my only cousin, and he kept Aria for so long," Jason confessed before pausing to collect himself. His words hit me like a tidal wave, leaving me stunned and speechless. The truth I had been longing for was finally out in the open, and I couldn't help but wonder what other secrets he had been keeping from me."Aria is our daughter," Jason finally admitted, his voice filled with a mix of guilt and regret. My mind raced as I tried to process this shocking revelation.Everything suddenly made sense—the similarities between Aria and Jason,
Jason held me tighter, his voice filled with compassion. "I understand how hard this is for you, Kiera. But I promise you, I wouldn't say this if I didn't have concrete evidence. Let me show you." "Show me…" I whispered, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and curiosity. Jason gently led me towards his office. "Sit," he said, motioning towards the chair in front of his desk. As I sat down, my mind raced with questions, unsure of what I was about to see. My heart is thumping in my chest. What if whatever Jaosn is telling turns out to be the truth and changes everything I thought I knew? The weight of the unknown hangs heavy in the air as I anxiously wait for Jason to reveal the evidence that could shatter my world. Jason pulled some random documents from his drawer and placed them on the desk in front of me. My eyes darted across the pages, trying to make sense of the information before me. The tension in the room grew thicker with each passing second as if time itself were holdin
If everything I read is true, is my father truly the monster I never knew him to be? How could someone I loved and trusted so deeply be capable of such cruelty? The realization hits me like a ton of bricks, shattering the image I had of him and leaving me with a profound sense of betrayal.It can't be the truth; how I wish it wasn't. As I grapple with this newfound information, I can't help but question my own judgment and perception. Perhaps there is more to the story that I have yet to uncover, or maybe people are capable of hiding their true selves even from those closest to them. The conflicting emotions of disbelief and heartbreak weigh heavily on me as I struggle to reconcile the image of the person I thought my father was with the reality that has been presented to me."Tell me this is not the truth," I mumbled, staring at Jason, my tears blurring my vision. I desperately hope that there is some explanation or misunderstanding, but deep down, I fear that the truth is undeniable
I clenched my fist and felt the anger boiling inside me. The tension in the room was palpable as I struggled to keep my emotions in check.I can't let my emotions get the best of me, especially when someone is more vulnerable than I am. Taking a deep breath, I was reminded of the people who were far more important than my anger at that moment.I turn my head to Kiera; her eyes are filled with tears, and I realize that my anger is nothing compared to her pain. Her whole life, she trusted one person, but now that trust has been shattered.I don't even know how she feels deep inside; she must be hurting beyond words."Kiera..." I called out softly, reaching out to offer her a comforting hug. After such a long time, Kiera finally let herself break down in my arms, allowing herself to feel the pain and vulnerability she had been holding back for so long."I don't know what to do, Jason." She cried softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I am lost; everything I know and everyone I trust h
I stare at her sleeping form, her chest rising and falling with each breath. The soft sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow on her peaceful face. It's moments like these that remind me of how lucky I am to have her in my life.She looks so beautiful and peaceful in this moment, free from the worries of the day. I can't help but feel grateful to have her in my life.Kiera is the best thing that has happened to my life, bringing me joy and comfort in ways I never thought possible. But I have always been the cause of all the pain in her life, and I can't help but feel a twinge of guilt as I watch her sleep so peacefully.Just hours ago, she was crying in my arms, her tears staining my shirt as she poured her heart out to me. All because I had let her down yet again. I know I need to make it right and show her how much she means to me. But every time I try, I end up making things worse.I sighed, staring at the love of my life, knowing that I needed to find a way to b
"An Escape." I heard Jason mumble in my ear as he took his hands in mine."What!" I raised an eyebrow in confusion, unsure of what he meant by that. Jason just smiled mischievously and whispered, "Trust me, you'll see."I watched Jason pick Aria up with his hand and pull out his hand for me to take. "Come with me."I nodded my head, taking his hand. Jason smiled as he walked us towards his office."Daddy, where are we going ?" Aria asked with curiosity. Jason just winked at her and said, "You'll see soon enough."Jason opened the door of his office and led us inside. "Jason, why are we here?"Jason smiled and said, "I have a surprise for both of you." Aria's eyes widened with excitement as she looked around the room. "Pick up the box on the desk," Jason instructed."What in there?" I asked before taking the box in my hand."Open it; see it yourself," Jason replied with a grin. I open the box, and my jaw drops to see two diamond jewels sparkling inside."What are these for ?" I asked,
"Jason, where are we going ?" I asked as we drove towards his private jet. He turned and flashed me a mischievous smile, replying, "You'll see soon enough; just trust me.""Wow, it is so big!" Aria said as she gazed up at the gleaming aircraft. "Daddy, are we flying in these?" Jason chuckled and ruffled Aria's hair, nodding. "Yes, sweetheart. We're going on a special adventure together.""Adventure!" Aria exclaimed, her eyes widening with excitement. She couldn't wait to see where they were headed next.As we both entered the private jet, two flight attendants greeted us with warm smiles and offered us champagne. Aria's eyes sparkled with wonder as she took in the luxurious interior of the plane, eager for the adventure that awaited us."Welcome aboard, Mr. Grey," one of the flight attendants said, leading us to our seats.Jason nodded as he settled into his seat. "Everything settled well ?" he asked the man, who seemed like the pilot.The man nodded in response, a reassuring smile on
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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