Jason"She is fine, right?" I asked, holding her hands in mine, staring at her pale face, eyes closed as if she were in a deep sleep. The sound of her breathing was the only thing that kept me grounded at that moment, reassuring me that she was still with me."Mr. Grey, she is fine," the doctor reassured me, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "She just needs some rest and time to recover." I exhaled in relief, grateful for the doctor's words."But why did she collapse like that?" I inquired, feeling a knot of worry tightening in my chest.The doctor hesitated before responding, "It could be due to stress or exhaustion, but we will run some tests to be sure."I sighed and nodded, feeling a mix of relief and concern wash over me. As I watched her sleep peacefully, I vowed to do whatever it took to ensure she never had to go through something like this again. The stress of her dad's death was taking a toll on her, and I knew I needed to prioritize her well-being moving forward."J
KieraI stood in front of the casket, filled with a sense of loss and longing.Memories flooded my mind as I said my final goodbye to my dad.I don't know if he was a good man or not; I don't know if he was the criminal that everyone claimed him to be. I don't even know if he truly loved me. But he was the person who made me feel loved when I was all alone, broken, and lost.When all my hope was gone, he was the one who showed me kindness and compassion. He stood by my side when I was alone; he gave me a shoulder to cry on when no one else did. I will always be grateful for his presence in my life. Whatever little time I had with him was truly a blessing.I close my eyes as I put my hand over my heart, feeling the warmth of his memory."You know, you're a blessing to my life, a blessing that you tried to hide from me for eighteen years." I heard his voice in my mind as I remembered the impact he had on me. His words brought tears to my eyes, knowing that his kindness was always there,
JasonIt has been days since Kiera talked to me after her dad's funeral. I know that she is hurt. Losing a parent is never easy for anyone. And who knows that better than I do? But seeing Kiera all so lost and mourning for days feels like a curse on my existence. She doesn't talk to anyone except Aria; she keeps her door closed in her room, always locked. She even stopped sharing the same bed with me. I don't know why she is doing all these things and what she would be doing with her father's death, but is it my fault? Then why is she punishing me by separating herself from me? And more than that, what worries me is her leukemia and the baby that is growing inside her belly. I feel helpless and unsure of how to support her during this difficult time.I would lie if I said I was not happy when the doctor said Kiera was pregnant, but that happiness only lasted for a minute or so, and then, like a bomb, the news of her cancer crushed my heart into pieces. After all these years of losing
Kiera"I am sorry for not understanding you enough and for leaving you alone." I heard Jason speak; his voice sounded heavy, as if he were crying. I could sense the pain in his words, and I regret the distance that has been between us.Tears started streaming from my hearing his words. I know Jason loves me so much and cares about me a lot, and I realize now how much I have hurt him by keeping him away from me.But with so much going on in my life, my mind was a mess, and I didn't realize how much it was affecting our relationship. Why is everything happening to me all at once? Don't I deserve to be happy for once in my life?"I am sorry." Jason's voice broke my chain of thoughts. As I felt Jason caressing my hair, I felt him move away from me. Without giving in to any thoughts or doubts, I reached out and held his hand tightly, stopping him from walking away."Don't you fucking dare to walk away now?" I said, pulling his body to me and wrapping my arms around him tight, with my head
Kiera"I will never ask anything from you, not even your love, but please abort the child." Jason's words keep echoing in my mind, pleading with me to make a decision that I never thought I would have to face.I put my hand on my belly and felt a surge of conflicting emotions, unsure of what to do next. The weight of this choice feels heavier with each passing moment, leaving me torn between my own desires and the wishes of the man I once loved.I am pregnant with my and Jason's child, but Jason keeps telling me to abort the child, but I can't do this. No matter what, I want to give this child a chance at life, despite the difficult circumstances."Dad, do you also think that I should abort the baby?" I asked, staring at him with tears in my eyes."Dad, I need your guidance now more than ever," I whispered, hoping for some clarity in this overwhelming situation. But I know he can't answer the question for me.I stare at his grave, feeling lost and alone, wishing he were still here to
JasonA week has passed since Kiera opened up her heart to me, revealing her deepest fears and insecurities. I tried to give her space, but it didn't work out as she continued to distance herself from me. So when we finally opened up to each other, I was relieved to see her walls coming down.But she is scared for herself, for our child growing inside her belly, and for the future of our family. I would be lying if I said I was sad, depressed, or helpless, as I couldn't do anything to protect her from harm; I couldn't protect my baby or my wife from the uncertainties of life.I am caught in a tug of war where there is nothing but a loss for me. The weight of these fears and uncertainties is heavy, and I know that I can't win this game of life. In order to protect one life, I have to sacrifice the other, and that is a burden I never imagined I would have to bear.I sighed, my head hanging from frustration and guilt as I grappled with the impossible choices ahead of me. The weight of gu
JasonMy heart raced as I pushed the ignition button on my car, determined to get to her side as quickly as possible. The thought of Kiera in pain was unbearable, and I knew I needed to be there for her no matter what."Daddy, what happened to mommy?" I tried to keep my voice steady. I didn't scare my daughter. She was only six years old, and I didn't want to alarm her with the news of her mother's accident."Aria, everything is fine; Daddy has some work to do, but we'll go see Mommy soon," I reassured her, trying to keep my own fear in check. "Why don't you spend some time with your Uncle Kevin today? I'm sure he'd love to play with you." Aria's face lit up at the mention of her uncle, and I felt a wave of relief, knowing she would be distracted and happy in his company.I called Kevin, as he was in the office, and asked if he could spend the day with Aria. He happily agreed, and I felt grateful for his willingness to help out during this difficult time. These past few days, Kevin ha
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
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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