"Aurora," Auntie. Gia called out to me as she came in. I thought no one would visit today since it was already evening when they arrived. "Mommy!" Luna called out to me and hurried to my side. Liam quickly blocked his sister and shook his head. "Mommy isn’t fully well yet, Luna. She can’t carry you," he reminded her. Luna pouted but didn’t insist further. They were talking, and here I was, just looking at them. My eyes glistened as I watched the two of them. I don't know how long a year felt for them to grow up so fast. Liam was taller than before, as was Luna. "Can you hug Mommy?" I said, almost in tears. Without hesitation, they both hugged me. I held back my tears when they embraced me. I can clearly remember how they were thrown into that room. They were too young to experience that, yet I had no choice but to save them from that traumatic experience. "I'm sorry," I apologized. Luna was already crying on my shoulder, and Liam remained silent while hugging me. I trusted
"Am I still not allowed to be discharged?" I asked Nurse Trina. Two weeks had passed since I woke up, and up until now, Noah hadn’t visited me with Luna and Liam. I do have people I consider family, but I feel like I’m all alone. I was so tired of waiting for nothing. "You can. Everything is normal for you now; your surgical area is fully healed. Do you want to be discharged? Just let me know so I can take care of it, and I'll update you on the progress," she said. I nodded. "I also feel like I’ll just get sicker if I stay here. As a mother, I need to get back to my usual routine. It’s been a year since I was away from my children. A year without being there for them, and I can’t take it any longer. I miss my kids so much." Nurse Trina smiled slightly. "I’ve noticed that you rarely get visitors, even when you were in the ICU. They seem like very busy people." "Everyone has their own life, and there’s really no one left to take care of my kids. I’m just grateful that my fiancé’s
Minutes passed, but neither of us spoke. Like me, he was quiet and seemed to be sensing his surroundings. "Don’t look at me," he ordered. I noticed the scars on his arms and legs. I wasn’t sure why he was in a wheelchair. A year... a year before I woke up. Does that mean something worse happened to him, which is why he’s still here in the hospital? "I just want to rest for a while. If you can, please leave me alone—" "You seem fine, just like Chris said," I interrupted him. Even without him saying it, I could feel his avoidance. If I could just act out, I would have. I didn’t even know why they were avoiding me. Is it because I heard what they were talking about earlier? If I hadn’t heard all of that, would he act like this in front of me now? It’s frustrating to feel like they don’t want to see you, talk to you, or even acknowledge your presence. I was already missing my child, and then I had to deal with this guy. I just wanted to see that he was okay and know that he was f
I greeted Noah's father when I saw him here in their living room. He was busy with the laptop in front of him. It was the same day I was discharged. I insisted on leaving the hospital, and thankfully, Nurse Trina took care of me right away. The truth is, I was thinking about the bill I would have to pay because it was surely going to be very high. After staying in the hospital for so long, I will not be surprise if my bank account would take a hit, but when I saw the bill, it said "fully paid." It was already paid by Lucas. However, I didn’t want to have any connection with Lucas. I also didn’t want to increase my debt of gratitude to him, so I would take care of that tomorrow or as soon as possible to return the money to him. Money can be earned back and saved. What I couldn’t stand was being in debt to someone I didn’t ask for help from. He seemed not to expect me, but even so, he remained seated. "Aurora," he mentioned my name. "When did you wake up?" he asked. My brows furr
I could feel the exhaustion in my body, but sleep wouldn't visit me. I just stared at the ceiling, listening to the hum of the air conditioner in the room. I couldn't sleep with so many thoughts running through my mind. I just don't know how to act, especially now that Auntie Gia's behavior seems really strange. First, she was being distant with me, and now she's lying to Uncle, which is super unusual. Although, there are instances when someone can change, I believe that the Auntie Gia I grew up with is still the same person with me now. But do I really still know her? During the years Noah and I stayed abroad, I had barely any communication with them. Noah was the one who often talked to them, along with my kids. And now that we've come back to the Pines, we didn't even spend a month together before our planned unwind at the resort turned into an unexpected incident. I reached for Liam's phone, which I had given them to use in case of an emergency so they could contact me.
"Aurora," Auntie Gia called me when she saw me coming down the stairs. I looked at the living room to search for Uncle, but he was no longer there. It seemed he went upstairs first. I didn’t know what they were talking about, but it seemed fine since there was no trace of anger in her eyes. Besides, I shouldn’t care about it. That was their problem as a couple, and I was out of whatever they were discussing. However, when I focused my full attention on her, it was as if she couldn’t stand my gaze. She slightly looked away and shifted her focus elsewhere. "Is it true?" I asked her. Her brows furrowed. Her eyes were questioning. "Is it true that Noah is in jail?" I continued when I saw in her eyes that she didn’t understand what I was trying to say. "Who is in jail?" Auntie Gia and I both looked at Uncle, who had just come out of the kitchen, but I quickly returned my attention to Auntie. I noticed her swallow hard before she turned to me. "That’s not a good joke, Aurora," she
After my conversation with Auntie Gia that night, I decided to stay at their house for a while because it might come off differently to her if I insisted on going back to my house. There was some awkwardness when morning came, but I made sure to ask for forgiveness for what I said. I didn’t want our relationship to be strained just because of that. I expected her to sulk or get angry, so I prepared myself. Thankfully, she accepted my apology. I also apologized to Uncle, and he just suggested not to do it again. I must admit that I still felt troubled. It still puzzled me that as the days went by, there was no sign of Noah reaching out to me. I asked Auntie Gia if Noah knew that I woke up and was already discharged from the hospital, and she said yes. Noah knows that I’m awake and out of the hospital, yet he still hasn’t come home to check on me or visit the twins here. We hadn’t left their house yet, but it seemed so difficult for him to come see us. Let’s just say that even i
After my date with my kids, I first took them home since there was no one in Noah's parents house, but I would leave them for now with our neighbor. I just need to find Lucas right now. What is the sense of lying about who saved my kids? Why did he say that Noah saved my children when it was actually him? "Mommy will be back soon. Liam, I trust you," I told Liam. Liam is like a brother figure to Luna. I know he won't let Luna down. I know he has more control over everything than Luna does, so I always tell him to watch over Luna instead of having Luna watch over Liam. "Can't we really come with you, Mommy?" Liam asked. His face looked sad and really pleading. But at this moment, they couldn’t come with me. I know they’ve met their real father, but I wouldn’t allow them to get any closer to Lucas. I just don't want to think that they are close to each other, especially now that my children see him almost as a saint. It’s not that I don’t want them to be close; I’m just trying to