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177. The Fragrance of Redemption
UHASAHello readers, What's gonna happen now? Can anyone guess it?
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Tuberose 178. The worst husband
Michael's POV -I follow Abby down the lonely road, my heart heavy with determination. She walks ahead, her steps determined and unforgiving, and I can't bear the thought of losing her.But as she looks back and spots me trailing behind her, her eyes fill with anger and frustration. She comes to a stop, her voice laced with bitterness as she speaks."I can't forgive you," she declares, her voice trembling with emotion. "I don't want to. Don't you get that? Just get lost. And don't show your face anymore. Go to hell, Michael."I can't help but smile at her words, a sense of hope welling up within me. "I won't go ever," I respond, my voice filled with unwavering determination. "I will never leave my Tuberose again."Her anger intensifies, and she retorts, "But I won't come back."I continue to smile, my love for her burning brighter than ever. Her irritation only fuels my determination. I take a step forward, closing the distance between us, wanting to bridge the gap that's grown between
Tuberose 179. I won't let her slip away
Michael's POV - One week has passed since that dreadful day, and I've hardly left Abigail's side. Her physical wounds are healing, but the harsh reality of her immobility weighs on us both. The doctors assure us that her recovery won't be a lengthy process, but for me, the most crucial thing is that she's still with me, alive and fighting. I'm in her hospital room, carefully sponging her, wanting to do anything and everything to make her feel comfortable. She lies there, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, her thoughts a mystery to me. It's painful to see her like this, knowing that I'm the reason for her suffering. I need her to understand that I'm here for her and that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make amends. "Don't worry, okay?" I murmur, my voice filled with emotion. "Everything will be fine soon. You will be fine. Again, you'll write with your fingers. Again, you'll walk on your legs. We'll dance together again. You'll sing for me again. You will be fine, my Tuberose." I
Tuberose 180. Hope
Michael's POV -"I told you not to visit me again. Why don't you understand? If you disturb me again, then I will go from here too," Abigail's words echo in my mind, haunting me as I search for her in the dark and desolate place she's left me in."Abby, Abby, please don't leave me," I call out, desperation lacing my voice. But she's nowhere to be found, and panic sets in. My heart races, and I feel as though I'm falling into an abyss with no end in sight.I collapse onto the floor, the pain of the fall jolting me awake. Reality washes over me like a cold shower. I'm not in a dark place, and Abigail hasn't gone anywhere. I'm still in my office, sitting in my chair."Ouch," I mutter as I slowly push myself up. I can't even move without groaning, let alone help the situation that's tearing me apart.It was just a dream, but the fear and heartache it brought felt all too real. The thought of losing Abigail is a nightmare I never want to experience, and I'll do whatever it takes to make su
Tuberose 181. The anger is melting
Michael's POV -The early morning light filters into the cafe as I begin my weekend routine, sweeping the floor and tidying up. My heart flutters with hopeful anticipation, and I steal glances at Abby's home, yearning for even a glimpse of her. But the familiar emptiness remains a void that's persisted for two long years. In all that time, she hasn't uttered a single word to me.2 years ago, It was my dad who eventually managed to convince her to let me work in the cafe again. He called her, pleading on my behalf, and somehow, she relented. It was a glimmer of hope, a chance to be near her again, even if it meant just being in the same space.As I go about my morning tasks, a lady enters the cafe, her presence a rare sight in these early hours. I greet her with a warm smile, knowing that today it's just the two of us working here."Hello, ma'am. What can I get you?" I ask politely, ready to jot down her order."One espresso with chocolate fudge, please," she replies, her own smile mirr
Tuberose 182. Queen of the Kingdom
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Tuberose 183. Can't rely again...
Michael's POV -"Could you gather enough proof? I can't let this go." I ask my private detective."Yes, Mr. Pattinson. I am mailing you. Please check once and if you are satisfied then we will take our further move." He replies and I nod.I hang up and hear the sound of a knock on the door. "May I come in?" Abby's voice. I close my eyes with serenity and turn to her immediately."Of course, it's your house, Abby." I can't explain how happy I am right now."Well, I need to have a discussion with you. If you are free then let's talk in the living room." She wants to talk to me. That's what I was yearning for."Sure, I am coming. Just one minute." I started buttoning my shirt as I couldn't complete it due to the call. I will check my mail later. Now, it's the most important moment."I am waiting." She leaves with her neutral face. I rush behind her by keeping the top three buttons open.She is sitting on the sofa. I get closer and stand there. "Sit down, please." She is playing with her
Tuberose 184. Dark Determination
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Tuberose 185. Fear of losing him
Michael's POV - I wanted to punish Ema for her deeds but it's not possible if Abby doesn't want it. So, I preferred to skip it. I am heading home. The day has been long and tiresome, a relentless cycle of work and responsibilities. As I finally step out of my car and into the dimly lit evening, I clutch a bunch of tuberoses in my hand – a daily ritual, a way to keep Abigail's memory alive, and her fragrance close. It's the closest I can get to her these days. But just as I open my car door, a searing, unbearable pain shoots through my left shoulder blade, cutting through me like a bolt of lightning. The pain is so intense that I freeze, unable to move or even turn my head. Darkness crowds at the edges of my vision, and I find myself gasping for breath. "Abby..." I manage to whisper, her name escaping my lips like a desperate plea. In that agonizing moment, I wondered if this was it – if I was finally meeting my end. It's a bittersweet thought because if I am to die, I want it to be
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