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“What do you mean by that?” Sky stepped forward her heart pounding hard in her chest. She looked at her brothers whose focus was on the doctor and panicked. She feared what he would say would ruin her brother's life forever. “Good news.” Easton’s Voice echoed through the Vip hall. The doctor nodded. Removing his mask as he faced the people standing before him.“She’s alive,” the doctor began, his tone light and calm. “That’s the good news.” He paused, eyes scanning Easton’s face, searching for a reaction. “But she’s unresponsive. The machines are keeping her breathing. The bullet grazed her spine and caused significant damage. We’ve done everything we can... but it will take a miracle for her to wake up. And if she does...” He hesitated, the weight of the words heavy in the air. “The chances of her walking again are slim to none.” Easton’s face remained unreadable, but the storm in his eyes spoke volumes.“Can I see her?” He asked. “Well, yes but-” He ignored whatever the docto
Aria was about to argue with him but knew he wasn't in his right mind so it was no use arguing with him. “Fine. I'll be back later tonight.”Easton nodded at that. More days passed and Scarlet remained unresponsive. They left meals outside the door, most of which went untouched. Kai brought him clean clothes, but Easton barely acknowledged him. The room became his world, the beeping of the machines a cruel reminder of the fragile thread holding her to him. Every night was the same. He sat by her side, whispering things only she could hear, his voice breaking at times. Promises. Apologies. Desperate prayers. Tears. Pleas. And every morning, he woke in the chair, stiff and aching, only to start the cycle again. Days blurred into weeks, but Easton didn’t care. Until she woke up, this was where he belonged. This was where he would stay. ……. Easton stirred awake in the chair, his neck stiff and his body aching from another sleepless night. He stretched his sore limbs, his
...as if the words themselves were choking him. "She’s gone. She has to be alive, Michael. She just has to be." Michael’s jaw tightened, his own emotions threatening to surface as he held his broken brother. "She’s a fighter, Easton. You said it yourself. Now let the doctors do what they can." Time seemed to slow to an agonizing crawl. The muffled voices of the medical team could be heard but it was sounding so far away. "Increase to 300!" "Clear!" "Still no pulse. Again!" Every word was a dagger to Easton’s chest. He sank to the floor, his knees giving out completely, and Michael crouched beside him, one arm still firmly around his shoulders. Minutes felt like hours until the door finally opened. The doctor emerged, his expression unreadable but serious. Easton shot to his feet, his hands trembling as he grabbed the doctor’s arm. "Is she—did you—" He couldn’t finish the sentence. The doctor sighed, exhaustion evident in his face. "We managed to stabilize her. She’s
"You look like shit," Scarlet teased weakly, her voice still hoarse but carrying a playful glint. The doctors had checked her and ran through tests. They called her recovery a complete miracle because despite the pain. She could feel it when they touched her feet and She could move her finger although she couldn't sit or walk yet. Easton chuckled, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Bullshit. I always look hot." Scarlet's lips twitched upward in the faintest of smiles. "If by hot you mean utterly exhausted and in desperate need of a shower, then sure." "Watch it, Darling," Easton quipped, leaning in closer, his grin softening into something more vulnerable. "I’ve been through hell these past few days. You scared the crap out of me, you know that?" Her smile faltered, replaced by a look of quiet guilt. She opened her mouth to speak, but Easton cut her off gently. "Hey, don’t. None of this is your fault." His thumb brushed over her knuckles, grounding both of them.
Hello, my huns.Thank you for rocking with me till the end. I'm so grateful for the gems and for the comments each of you left. I read each one and knowing you were waiting to read the next chapter became my pillar to push through the story until the end.Firstly, I want to give a shout-out to Myzz Joey, Jody Kobielusz, and Tristanne. You guys Rock! Secondly, we have come to the end of Scarlet and Easton Kade Black. Please leave me a review on the main page and drop me a comment on how you found the story. Because I love you guys, I want to give you the option of telling me which side character you want to see in the next short story. You can choose between Kai and Micheal. Maybe even Dante lol.I'll give you until the end of today to decide.I know some will want to see Scarlet and Easton's wedding, I might write it although I'm still debating about it. Lastly, I want to thank you all once again. Your support means everything to me!That's it for now. ByeWith love EVW
Six months later….Scarlet stood before the mirror, adjusting the delicate silver earrings that complimented her beautiful sundress. The soft red fabric hugged her waist perfectly like a corset and slid down her waist until slightly below the knees. For the first time in months, she felt alive—hopeful even. For five months, Scarlet underwent physiotherapy to help her regain her normal self and walk again. The doctors were amazed by her quick recovery, and by the sixth month, she was back to her old self—healthy and able to do everything she used to do. “I’m so excited. It has been so long since I saw my precious angel dancing,” she exclaimed to Easton, who stood behind her watching her retouch her lipstick with his arms crossed on his chest. “You look beautiful,” he said, stepping closer to press a kiss to her temple. “Jasmine’s going to be so happy to see you there.”“I feel like she loves her father more and forgets about me sometimes.” Scarlet teased as Easton slowly trailed
Scarlet hurried alongside Easton, gripping his hand as they made their way from the parking lot to the auditorium. Her breath came in shallow gasps from their quick pace, and she tugged lightly at his arm. “Easton, slow down,” she said, laughing between breaths. “We’re not late yet.” He glanced at her, his lips curving into a faint smirk. “You’re the one who said you didn’t want to miss anything.” Scarlet rolled her eyes, though her smile lingered as they slowed their steps. She smoothed down her sundress, the soft fabric swishing lightly against her legs as they neared the building. She felt her nerves increase because it had been so long since she was here and it made her heart ache.“I’m such a terrible mother.” She whispered making Easton turn to face her, “Darling, you’re the best mother in the world, and believe me when I say that because I had a wonderful mother. You’ve been through so much shit, so don’t dwell on those feelings. Focus on how much Jas and I love you.” “
As the applause faded, many cheered and shouted excitedly, urging Scarlet to say yes. Her heart was about to burst with joy as she nodded her head. “Yes!”“So beautiful!” People clapped. “Awww what a real-life fairytale!” Scarlet smiled at that as she pulled Easton up, “Haven't we ruined Jasmine’s dance?”Guilt was etched on her face. As much as she was happy she was about to marry the love of her life, ruining her daughter's dance wasn’t what she wanted. Easton saw her mood change and placed a kiss on top of her head. “No baby, I organized this dance for the proposal and everyone was happy to help me.” “Really? That's so sweet thank you. I loved it!” “And I love you!”“Oh my God! You’re getting married!” Aria squealed, practically vibrating with excitement. She pulled back just enough to shake Scarlet’s shoulders. “I knew it! I knew he was going to propose soon!”Scarlet laughed, still dazed. “Did you know about this?”Aria smirked. “Of course! Do you think Easton would propos
Michael leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming rhythmically against his huge office desk. His patience had run out.It had been a month since that night—a night that should never have happened.When he woke up the next morning, the bed beside him was empty. The only thing left behind was the unmistakable stain of blood on the sheets, a sight that had sent a sharp pang of guilt through him.He had been drugged, his control stolen from him. Yet, what consoled him—what silenced the darkest of his fears—was the way she had moaned his name in pleasure. It told him everything he needed to know.It was consensual.A sharp knock at the door broke him from his thoughts. His secretary, Ryan, stepped inside, holding a tablet."Sir, we found the woman who drugged you that night."Michael’s grey eyes darkened instantly as he leaned forward, his presence chilling the air. He had spent the last month searching for the culprit, turning over every stone, replacing the entire management at th
“Oh, shit!” Vivian’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest as she jolted awake, clutching the blanket to her body. Her breath came in short, panicked gasps as she took in her surroundings—a dimly lit hotel room, the faint scent of expensive cologne lingering in the air. Swallowing hard, she slowly peeked under the blanket, her stomach twisting into knots."Oh my God!"She was completely naked. Turning her head to the side, her pulse skyrocketed at the sight of the man lying next to her. He was huge—broad shoulders, toned muscles, and a face so annoyingly perfect it made her want to scream.But that wasn’t the worst part. Her legs ached. A dull soreness throbbed between them, and when she shifted slightly, her eyes widened in horror. Blood stained the crisp white sheets beneath her. Her hand flew to her mouth. “Did I just go through with this?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. Memories of last night flooded in—the way her hands had trembled when she agreed, the weigh
Scarlet stared at him for a long moment. She couldn’t believe her ears, and even Easton was taken aback. Because if Henry was one thing, it was unapologetic. “Well,” she said finally, her voice still laced with sarcasm, though softer now, “I suppose miracles really do happen.” She let out a sigh, shaking her head. “Look, Mr. Black, I’m not sure what kind of response you’re hoping for here. But I’ll say this, actions speak louder than words. So, if you’re serious about this apology, start showing it. Not just to me, but to Easton. To Jasmine. To all the people you’ve hurt.”Henry nodded slowly, his shoulders sagging with relief. “I will,” he promised.Scarlet studied him for a moment longer before glancing at Easton, who gave her an encouraging nod.“Fine,” she said, her tone softening just a little. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a family to celebrate with. You can stick around and watch if you want, but don’t expect me to roll out the red carpet just yet.”Henry laughed. “A s
As the applause faded, many cheered and shouted excitedly, urging Scarlet to say yes. Her heart was about to burst with joy as she nodded her head. “Yes!”“So beautiful!” People clapped. “Awww what a real-life fairytale!” Scarlet smiled at that as she pulled Easton up, “Haven't we ruined Jasmine’s dance?”Guilt was etched on her face. As much as she was happy she was about to marry the love of her life, ruining her daughter's dance wasn’t what she wanted. Easton saw her mood change and placed a kiss on top of her head. “No baby, I organized this dance for the proposal and everyone was happy to help me.” “Really? That's so sweet thank you. I loved it!” “And I love you!”“Oh my God! You’re getting married!” Aria squealed, practically vibrating with excitement. She pulled back just enough to shake Scarlet’s shoulders. “I knew it! I knew he was going to propose soon!”Scarlet laughed, still dazed. “Did you know about this?”Aria smirked. “Of course! Do you think Easton would propos
Scarlet hurried alongside Easton, gripping his hand as they made their way from the parking lot to the auditorium. Her breath came in shallow gasps from their quick pace, and she tugged lightly at his arm. “Easton, slow down,” she said, laughing between breaths. “We’re not late yet.” He glanced at her, his lips curving into a faint smirk. “You’re the one who said you didn’t want to miss anything.” Scarlet rolled her eyes, though her smile lingered as they slowed their steps. She smoothed down her sundress, the soft fabric swishing lightly against her legs as they neared the building. She felt her nerves increase because it had been so long since she was here and it made her heart ache.“I’m such a terrible mother.” She whispered making Easton turn to face her, “Darling, you’re the best mother in the world, and believe me when I say that because I had a wonderful mother. You’ve been through so much shit, so don’t dwell on those feelings. Focus on how much Jas and I love you.” “
Six months later….Scarlet stood before the mirror, adjusting the delicate silver earrings that complimented her beautiful sundress. The soft red fabric hugged her waist perfectly like a corset and slid down her waist until slightly below the knees. For the first time in months, she felt alive—hopeful even. For five months, Scarlet underwent physiotherapy to help her regain her normal self and walk again. The doctors were amazed by her quick recovery, and by the sixth month, she was back to her old self—healthy and able to do everything she used to do. “I’m so excited. It has been so long since I saw my precious angel dancing,” she exclaimed to Easton, who stood behind her watching her retouch her lipstick with his arms crossed on his chest. “You look beautiful,” he said, stepping closer to press a kiss to her temple. “Jasmine’s going to be so happy to see you there.”“I feel like she loves her father more and forgets about me sometimes.” Scarlet teased as Easton slowly trailed
Hello, my huns.Thank you for rocking with me till the end. I'm so grateful for the gems and for the comments each of you left. I read each one and knowing you were waiting to read the next chapter became my pillar to push through the story until the end.Firstly, I want to give a shout-out to Myzz Joey, Jody Kobielusz, and Tristanne. You guys Rock! Secondly, we have come to the end of Scarlet and Easton Kade Black. Please leave me a review on the main page and drop me a comment on how you found the story. Because I love you guys, I want to give you the option of telling me which side character you want to see in the next short story. You can choose between Kai and Micheal. Maybe even Dante lol.I'll give you until the end of today to decide.I know some will want to see Scarlet and Easton's wedding, I might write it although I'm still debating about it. Lastly, I want to thank you all once again. Your support means everything to me!That's it for now. ByeWith love EVW
"You look like shit," Scarlet teased weakly, her voice still hoarse but carrying a playful glint. The doctors had checked her and ran through tests. They called her recovery a complete miracle because despite the pain. She could feel it when they touched her feet and She could move her finger although she couldn't sit or walk yet. Easton chuckled, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Bullshit. I always look hot." Scarlet's lips twitched upward in the faintest of smiles. "If by hot you mean utterly exhausted and in desperate need of a shower, then sure." "Watch it, Darling," Easton quipped, leaning in closer, his grin softening into something more vulnerable. "I’ve been through hell these past few days. You scared the crap out of me, you know that?" Her smile faltered, replaced by a look of quiet guilt. She opened her mouth to speak, but Easton cut her off gently. "Hey, don’t. None of this is your fault." His thumb brushed over her knuckles, grounding both of them.
...as if the words themselves were choking him. "She’s gone. She has to be alive, Michael. She just has to be." Michael’s jaw tightened, his own emotions threatening to surface as he held his broken brother. "She’s a fighter, Easton. You said it yourself. Now let the doctors do what they can." Time seemed to slow to an agonizing crawl. The muffled voices of the medical team could be heard but it was sounding so far away. "Increase to 300!" "Clear!" "Still no pulse. Again!" Every word was a dagger to Easton’s chest. He sank to the floor, his knees giving out completely, and Michael crouched beside him, one arm still firmly around his shoulders. Minutes felt like hours until the door finally opened. The doctor emerged, his expression unreadable but serious. Easton shot to his feet, his hands trembling as he grabbed the doctor’s arm. "Is she—did you—" He couldn’t finish the sentence. The doctor sighed, exhaustion evident in his face. "We managed to stabilize her. She’s