All Chapters of Unraveled Destinies : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

JANE's POV The walk to Jaxson’s office was longer than the walk to freedom. We finally got there and Victoria was standing beside Jaxson. He was holding his phone and I saw that he was on Instagram. “You sent for us."Yes, I did Mrs. Marilyn; you both can have your seat; my attention was drawn to something."Alright, sir, what is it? "Take a look at this.Jaxson passed his phone to Mrs. Marilyn and when I peeped through, I almost had a heart attack when I saw that Jaxson was on my page on Instagram, and what he was showing Mrs. Marilyn was the picture of the sunset painting I posted.“This is a picture of the sunset painting Jane completed.“Obviously it is. “Do you have a problem with the painting?“I do not; you seem to have missed the point here. Who’s page is that?“I don't know whose page it is, sir.“That is Jane’s page on Instagram.I wasn't able to say a word at this point. I fixed my gaze on Jaxson as he spoke. I wonder what the problem was and why he was on my page anywa

JANE's POV I took the painting to my room and I stood for a while staring at it. I never thought any of my kids would take after me, even if any of them were supposed to. I've always thought it was going to be Keith or Keana but not Keene, but nevertheless, I'm going to nurture his talent, I'm ready to lend him a helping hand, and I'll support him in any way possible, I'm going to take out time and mentor my child, and I'll give him all the support he needs.I never got much support as a child; I was always laughed at; I was told my painting was ugly so many times; Ben made it really worse; he would tell me that I have no business with painting and that all my paintings were ugly; I developed anxiety and was depressed for a while. I'm not going to allow Keene to go through all of that; I will give him all the moral support he needs to grow. I can't believe I now have a painting buddy in the house. I placed the drawing on my table and I brought out my pen from my bag. I wrote the date

JANE's POV Sarah has always been a good listener, and she has a way of making me feel understood. Even when I can't find the words to explain how I'm feeling, she seems to know exactly what I'm going through. I'm not sure how she does it, but it is something I have always appreciated about our friendship."I know it's hard to make decisions when you feel lost. Do you want to talk about the challenges you're facing?"I guess I'm just not sure what I want to do with my life; I'm feeling a bit vulnerable. I feel like I've been going through the motions, just doing what is expected of me. I know I should be grateful for the opportunities I have, but I don't feel fulfilled. I'm just...unsure of what I want."It's normal to feel this way, Jane. A lot of people go through periods of self-doubt and questioning. It's important to give yourself the space to figure things out. I nod, taking in her words. "You're right. I just feel like I'm running out of time."There's no such thing as a 'time

I woke to the sound of little feet jumping on the bed. I opened my eyes, feeling groggy and disoriented, and was greeted by the smiling faces of my children. Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't help but smile at their exuberance. I knew they were just excited to start the day, and I was grateful for their joyous energy.I struggled to sit up, my limbs feeling like lead. "Good morning, sweeties! I said I was doing my best to sound energetic. But inside, I just wanted to go back to sleep. I kissed their tender foreheads."Mummy, can you drive us to school today? Keana asked, her big brown eyes pleading. I knew I couldn't say no, even though I was feeling exhausted. My children were so full of life, and I didn't want to stifle their joy. They were so eager to learn, and I didn't want to disappoint them."Of course, sweetie, let’s go get ready for school!!I slowly got out of bed, trying to shake off the sleepiness. I handed them over to Esther and she bathed them and gave them breakfast

I could hear sirens in the distance as the operator continued to speak to me. She was telling me to look for a pulse, but I was too overwhelmed to focus on what she was saying. Then, the gallery door burst open, and we heard footsteps in the hallway. A moment later, two paramedics burst into the room. They kneeled down next to Jaxson and began to assess the situation. I stood back, trying to make sense of what was happening. I felt numb, like I was in a dream.One of the paramedics looked up at me. "Do you know what happened? he asked, his voice calm and professional.I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. I couldn't seem to find the right words to explain what had happened."We need to know what happened so we can determine the best course of action. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself."I... I don't know," I said, my voice trembling. “We found him like this.The paramedic nodded, and he and his partner began to work on Jaxson. I stood back, feeling helpless a