Madison’s POV.She began to cry. I had to lean her head on my shoulder and gently pat her on the back with comforting words.“Ma’am I understand how you feel right now. Every woman on earth deserves to hear the cry of a baby and to carry them in their arms. I believe that you will have yours someday and you will remember all that I said to you on this day. I know it really stinks that you can’t have a child and your husband would. I believe you found hope in yourself. I know all of these are hard for you to handle but crying won’t make it any easier for you, ma’am. “ My words gave her comfort as she wiped her tears and left. While I was comforting the woman, I saw how Brenda twisted her eyes and bit her right lips.She was looking at Tyler, but he paid no attention to her; he was busy with the people who were giving him pleasantries.“I wish you safe delivery. Maddy, I saw the worry in her eyes. I had to tell her the story of my mother. I told her about how my mother waited for six y
Madison’s POV. We got into Tyler’s car and he drove off. I looked out of the window and I was grateful for the gift of life. The natural breeze was blowing into the car and I closed my eyes as I enjoyed nature’s call.The wind felt so good on my face, and I took a deep breath, savoring the fresh air. I felt so alive and grateful for this moment. I felt like I could conquer anything, like nothing could stop me now.I opened my eyes and looked at Tyler. He was smiling, and I knew that he was feeling the same way. We drove in silence, enjoying the moment and the peace that came with it.I was grateful for this gift God gave me. I didn’t know how I felt when I found out I was pregnant but now I was so excited about the journey I was about to embark on. I knew that this journey would not be easy, but I was ready for it.I knew that there would be challenges ahead, but I was determined to face them head on. I was ready to be a mother, and I knew that with Tyler by my side, I could do anyth
Madison’s POV.“Okay, I’m going to ask you some questions about your pregnancy,” she said. “Are you having any pain?” I shook my head, even though she couldn’t see me. “No, I’m not having any pain,” I said. “And how’s your morning sickness?" she asked, her voice full of concern. “I haven’t had any morning sickness,” I said, feeling a little relieved. “Okay, that’s good,” she said, sounding relieved as well. “How about your energy level?” she asked, moving on to the next question.“My energy level is pretty normal,” I said, trying to be honest. “I’m not feeling overly tired or anything like that.” “And how about your appetite?” she asked, continuing with the questions. “My appetite is normal too,” I said, feeling a bit like I was being interrogated. “Well, based on the information you’ve given me, I don’t think there’s any reason to worry about the baby’s kicking,” she said, her voice reassuring. “But if anything changes or you start having any pain, please call us right away.“Thank
Madison's POV The trip lasted longer than I l expected and it was almost as if we wouldn’t arrive home. The car was calm at this moment, Tyler was focused on the road and I rested on my back and enjoyed the breeze. Indeed, motherhood brings joy. Tyler turned on the radio and the song was familiar and comforting, and it felt like a perfect way to end the day. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow on the horizon. As we sang along, I felt my mind uplifted; I was having a feeling of contentment. “This is perfect,” I said, my voice full of happiness. “It really is,” Tyler said, his eyes never leaving the road. “I’m so glad we’re doing this together.” “Me too,” I said, leaning my head against the window. And in that moment, I knew that no matter what happened, we would be okay. We finally got home and I got out of the car. I stretched my leg for a little over one minute because it felt stiff. As I stretched, I felt a sense of relief. I had been sitting for so long that my muscles w
Madison's POV I had found the perfect partner to go on this journey with, and I knew that no matter what happened, we would face it together. “Do you want to try to eat something?” he asked, gently rubbing my back. “I think I can manage some toast,” I said, my stomach starting to settle. He went to the kitchen and made some toast, bringing it back to me on a small plate. I nibbled on it slowly, savoring the simple, comforting taste. “Thank you,” I said, feeling better already. “Of course,” he said, sitting down next to me. “Anything for you and my unborn child,” he said, feeling overwhelmed by my gratitude for this man who was by my side through thick and thin. Tyler leaned in to kiss me softly. “We’re in this together. You’re going to make an amazing mother,” he said, his eyes full of adoration. “I’m going to do my best,” I said, feeling the weight of responsibility on my shoulders. But I also felt a sense of excitement, knowing that this was the start of a new chapter in our live
Madison’s POV. I was eating and enjoying my meal, not minding how I was chewing loudly. The food was good; I didn’t have doubts because it was from Mrs. Sophie. “You seem to enjoy your food. “Yes, you have no idea how weak and hungry I am feeling.” “I’m glad we could get you something to eat,” he said, a warm smile on his face. “I know being in the hospital can be tough.” “It’s not so bad,” I said, taking another bite of my food. “I’m just grateful to have you here with me.” “I’m happy to be here,” he said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” I felt my heart swell at his words, and I couldn’t help but feel grateful for our love and connection. No matter what happened, we would always have each other. The doctor came in; it didn’t look like he was coming with good news. His face was like a wet weekend and he struggled to put up a smile. “Hi there, Ms. Maddy,” he said, his voice sounding tired. “How are you feeling today?” “I’m feeling bet
Madison's POV I went into the guest room so I could talk to Rose freely without any restrictions. I dialed the number and it rang once before she picked up the all. I began to sobe as she took the call. “Hello?” Rose’s voice was soft and comforting, and I could feel myself starting to relax. “Hi Rose,” I said, taking a deep breath. “It’s Maddy. I need to talk to you.” “Of course,” she said, her voice full of concern. “Is everything okay?” “No,” I said, my voice shaking. “I’ve been diagnosed with a condition called hyperemesis gravidarum.” There was a pause on the other end of the line, and I could hear Rose taking a deep breath. “What !!! Are you okay?” she asked, her voice full of worry. “I’m not sure,” I said, my voice cracking. “I’m scared, Rose. I don’t know what to do.” “It’s okay to be scared,” she said, her voice soothing. “You’re going through something really difficult. But you’re strong, and you’re going to get through this.” I felt myself start to cry, the tears stream
Madison’s POV I went back to the living room and I saw Tyler doing some paper work. He was busy with work; I wonder if he ever had time to rest; he was always working. “How’s it going?” I asked, sitting down next to him. “Good, just catching up on some work,” he said, not looking up from his computer. “I feel bad that I haven’t been able to help with the move,” I said, feeling a sense of guilt. “Don’t worry about it,” he said, finally looking up at me. “You need to focus on your health right now; that’s the most important thing.” I nodded, knowing that he was right. But I still felt bad about not being able to help. “How about you get some rest while I finish up here?” he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. “That sounds nice,” I said, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me. I laid down on the couch, letting my body relax into the cushions. I closed my eyes, trying to clear my mind. But my thoughts kept racing, and I couldn’t seem to quiet them. I was still scared for my bab
Tyler’s POVI was feeling a mix of joy and nervousness as I stood in front of the altar. Finally, the day Madison and I would be married was here. It was the moment I had been waiting for. I knew how important this event was, and my heart was racing with happiness as I waited for my bride.As I walked around in a classy and charming black suit, I couldn’t help but notice the little things that made my outfit special. The suit fit my body perfectly and hugged me in all the right places. The jacket had a slim fit that drew attention to my broad shoulders, and the pants were expertly made to make me look sharp and stylish.The fabric was a high-end mix of fine wool and silk. It had a light sheen that made the outfit look a little more glamorous. The suit’s black color was classic and timeless, which matched both my great taste and the seriousness of the event. A thin satin trim around the lapels added a modest but elegant touch that made the whole look better.A crisp white dress shirt t
Madison’s POVThree months laterAs Tyler and I entered the sleek, modern office building, a wave of anticipation and nervousness filled the air. The hallway seemed to stretch forever as we approached the glass doors leading to the boardroom. I could feel Tyler’s steady presence beside me, providing a reassuring anchor amid the storm of feelings brewing inside me.The moment we stepped into the meeting, all eyes turned towards us. The muted hum of talks stopped, replaced by the palpable tension that gripped the room. I kept a composed exterior, channeling the confidence Tyler had instilled in me throughout this ordeal.Leonard Byers, sitting at the head of the table, looked up from his papers, his expression shifting from indifference to shock as he registered my presence. The board members, accustomed to his authoritative demeanor, reflected his astonishment. Tyler and I moved confidently to an open space, ready to face the truth.“Miss Johnson,” Leonard stammered, trying to regain h
Madison’s POV“What’s going on in here?” my mom asked, my eyes narrowing as I took in the emotional environment.I quickly wiped away my tears, trying to calm myself. “Mom, we’re just talking,” I said.Tyler nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving mine. “We’re having a heart-to-heart. I wanted to be honest with Madison about everything.”My mom’s eyes narrowed further, her worry escalating into frustration. “Honest conversation? Tyler, after everything that happened in the past, you think you can just waltz back into my daughter’s life and have a ‘heart-to-heart’? What gives you that right?”Tyler sighed, understanding the gravity of the situation. “Mrs. Anderson, I know I messed up in the past. I hurt Madison, and I take full blame for that. But people can change, and I want to make amends. I love your daughter, and I want to be there for her.”My mom crossed her arms, her anger obvious. “Change? Love? Tyler, you had your chance, and you blew it. You can’t just expect to walk bac
Tyler’s POVI reassured myself, “Headaches are not unusual after a head injury. We’ll monitor her closely and adjust the treatment as required. The goal is to make her as comfortable as possible during the healing process.”Once Madison’s pain medication was administered, she started to relax, with the sharp pain gradually subsiding. Doctor Bennet turned to Madison’s mother with a serious look.“Mrs. Byers, I would like to discuss some important issues with you. Can you please join me in my office? We can talk more freely there,” Doctor Bennet offered.Madison’s mother looked concerned but nodded. “Of course, doctor. I’ll be right there. Madison, I’ll be back soon. Try to get some rest, sweetheart,” she said, gently kissing her daughter’s face.As Mrs. Byers stepped out of the room with Doctor Bennet, I looked at them with interest. Doctor Bennet gave me a wink, signaling that he wanted to give me the chance to talk to Madison without any interruptions by her mom.I felt a mix of feel
Madison’s POVI could feel Madison's heavy gaze on me. Her eyes were looking for answers I didn't want to give. As I took a deep breath, I felt the inner conflict of wanting to be honest while also keeping her from any possible pain."Madison," I said first, carefully choosing my words, "I need to do something." I want to get the doctor to explain everything to you. I'll be back right away, all right?" I smiled at them to make them feel better, thinking that would help.Her face furrowed even more, and her eyes showed that she was suspicious. "Tyler, why do you look so scared? What do you not want to tell me?" My voice wavered with a mix of frustration and worry.I paused, my eyes locking onto hers. "It's not about being scared, Madison. I just believe it's best if the doctor explains the problem to you. They have all the knowledge, and I want you to hear it from a professional."She tried to sit up again, and there was a sense of urgency in her moves. "Tyler, you can't just leave me
Madison’s POVI could feel Madison’s heavy gaze on me. Her eyes were looking for answers I didn’t want to give. As I took a deep breath, I felt the inner conflict of wanting to be honest while also keeping her from any possible pain.“Madison,” I said first, carefully choosing my words, “I need to do something.” I want to get the doctor to explain everything to you. I’ll be back right away, all right?” I smiled at them to make them feel better, thinking that would help.Her face furrowed even more, and her eyes showed that she was suspicious. “Tyler, why do you look so scared? What do you not want to tell me?” My voice wavered with a mix of frustration and worry.I paused, my eyes locking onto hers. “It’s not about being scared, Madison. I just believe it’s best if the doctor explains the problem to you. They have all the knowledge, and I want you to hear it from a professional.”She tried to sit up again, and there was a sense of urgency in her moves. “Tyler, you can’t just leave me
Madison’s POVI lay on the narrow hospital bed, my eyes half-closed, trying to make sense of the fuzzy shapes around me. The sterile scent of the hospital room filled my nose, and the rhythmic beeping of machines provided a disconcerting soundtrack to my hazy thoughts. The pain on my side felt like a sharp jab, a constant reminder of something I couldn't quite grasp.I heard my mom's voice in the distance, a comforting murmur that reassured me, "You'll be fine, Madison. The doctors are taking care of you." It was a distant echo, like a lifeline connecting me to the world outside my foggy cocoon. I tried to focus on the words, to find solace in them, but the pain and dizziness were relentless.A nurse came in, her friendly face obscured by a mask, and checked the machines that surrounded me. "How are you feeling, sweetie?" the nurse asked, her voice a gentle melody. I managed a weak smile, attempting to convey that I was okay even though I wasn't entirely sure.The nurse adjusted some
Tyler’s POV"But what of her mum? How will I convince her I mean her daughter no harm?" I asked, my worry etched across my face. Dr. Bennett leaned back in his chair, considering the question. "Building trust with Madison's mother will also take time. It's crucial to be patient and show through your actions that your intentions are sincere. Avoid confrontations, be respectful, and give her the space she might need to process everything."I sighed, a mix of frustration and understanding. "I just don't want to be seen as the bad guy here. I genuinely care about Maddison, and I want her to have all the support she needs."Dr. Bennett nodded in agreement. "It's evident, Tyler. Just be yourself and focus on being a positive presence. Actions often speak louder than words, and with time, her mother may come to see your genuine concern for Maddison's well-being."Feeling a bit more assured, I nodded. "Thanks, Dr. Bennett. Your advice means a lot. I'll do my best to be patient and understandi
Tyler’s POVAs I approached Room 203, I took another deep breath, steeling myself for the upcoming conversation. I raised my hand, and with a tentative knock, I announced my presence.“Come in,” a voice called from within the room.I pushed the door open and entered, finding a comfortable-looking office with a desk cluttered with papers. Dr. Bennett, with his graying hair, looked up from his work, offering me a reassuring smile.“Tyler, finally you are here. Please, have a seat,” he gestured towards the chair across from his desk.I hesitated for a moment, feeling a mix of nervousness and relief as he took the offered seat. The chair creaked slightly under his weight as he settled in, glancing around the room at the diplomas and medical charts adorning the walls.“Thanks, Dr. Bennett,” I mumbled, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. “Sorry I’m late. Got a bit turned around in this place. It’s like a maze.”Dr. Bennett chuckled warmly, “No worries, Tyler. Hospitals can be confusing. I’m