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129. More Ghost than Human
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Sierra’s POVThe room was filled with silence, the only sound was the sound of Jordan’s disrupted breathing as he lay still on the bed. My sadness weighed heavily on me, and I felt for the first time in a long time, absolutely helpless.I stood at his bedside, watching him intently, my feeble mind trying to put into order the considering mess in front of me. His body had been burning with fever, and his skin had been slicking with sweat, but there was something more something so much deeper than the pain of the body.I could not deny that anymore. This wasn’t just a fever. It was more than exhaustion or stress. Jordan was hiding something from me something that had grown within him but was now starting to unravel in the worst way imaginable. The longer I waited for him to say, the more dangerous it got. I had tried to be patient, to allow him the space to find his way, but now, I felt like we stood on opposite sides of a chasm that had been there all along. He wasn’t going to speak
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The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 131. Drifting off Again
Sierra’s POVI was reeling over the news, but I was also preparing it, which ignited something inside of me, a sense of urgency that I needed to do something. But no more waiting around. We couldn’t just wait and do nothing while Jordan’s health kept getting worse. We had a fighting spirit, even if we did not yet know what we were fighting.Over the following days, Jordan and I spent every waking hour working our way through the treatment options we found. We spent hours poring over medical journals and reading about experimental therapies, alternative medicine, and unconventional treatments. Any time I came across something that sounded hopeful, I shared it with him, only to receive responses that were always cautious, and measured. “I don’t want to hope too much,” he said one night, his eyes weary but determined, as he looked over the pages on my laptop. “What if it doesn’t work? What if we’re wasting our time?”I understood his hesitation. Some had been through so much more than w
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 131. Drifting off Again
Sierra’s POVI was reeling over the news, but I was also preparing it, which ignited something inside of me, a sense of urgency that I needed to do something. But no more waiting around. We couldn’t just wait and do nothing while Jordan’s health kept getting worse. We had a fighting spirit, even if we did not yet know what we were fighting.Over the following days, Jordan and I spent every waking hour working our way through the treatment options we found. We spent hours poring over medical journals and reading about experimental therapies, alternative medicine, and unconventional treatments. Any time I came across something that sounded hopeful, I shared it with him, only to receive responses that were always cautious, and measured. “I don’t want to hope too much,” he said one night, his eyes weary but determined, as he looked over the pages on my laptop. “What if it doesn’t work? What if we’re wasting our time?”I understood his hesitation. Some had been through so much more than w
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The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 129. More Ghost than Human
Sierra’s POVThe subsequent days after we returned from the resort were a kind of slow unravelling, the kind of tension that builds when you’re holding your breath, unsure of what’s coming next. He was there, and yet he wasn’t as his body remained within inches of mine, but the distance between us was like an invisible wall. He was more ghost than human, far away, icy, and I could not touch him the same way again. The words we had not said, the questions we had left unasked, hung heavy in the air around us, a silence louder than any word.I attempted to dismiss the subtle changes, the deselection of the little things. But they were too conspicuous, too irrefutable to ignore. His eyes, those deep, steady eyes I used to find so reassuring, increasingly evaded mine. Each time I asked something simple, about how his day went or whether he needed anything, his darting eyes would shift away, as if to avoid the trespass of meeting my gaze for the fear of revealing something I wasn’t meant
The Mafia's Kingpin's Arranged Bride 128. The Onset of Many Struggles
Sierra’s POVI didn’t want to overdo it on the subject of my suspicions about Jordan’s health, so I chose to set it aside for the time being. The weight of the situation was getting too suffocating, and I felt that the tension was towering above us, pulling us apart. But I wanted to put it out of my mind, even just for a while. I wanted to remember us before it all, the levity we shared, the connection that felt so effortless between us.Without thinking too much about it, I leaned in and kissed him passionately yet fiercely. It was an act of defiance in the face of uncertainty, a small reminder to both of us that there was still a lot of love we hadn’t dug into, despite how everything else seemed. When his arms wrapped around me, I felt like the world had disappeared, and his lips were warm and soft. It was only us, locked in that moment, where all that mattered was right now. But that moment didn’t last.I was startled as applause cut through the bubble we’d made. I withdrew sligh
