My jaw dropped in disbelief as Elijah let out a hearty chuckle. He leaned in closer and began to unravel the mystery behind his connection with Hannah's father."You see," he began, "Hannah's father and I go way back. He's been a close friend of mine for years, and he genuinely believes in our company."Though his explanation eased some of my suspicions, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt lingering in the depths of my mind. Elijah sensed my unease and gently grasped my hand, his eyes filled with sincerity.Are you absolutely certain that your relationship with Hannah is purely business?" I inquired, casting doubt on him."What are you implying? Do you doubt me?" he questioned."I'm not sure what to believe anymore. I can't help but wonder why she decided to invest millions in the company again. Are you really that persuasive to her?" I probed."No, it's simply a wise investment in our company and she reaps the benefits," Elijah explained."Alright," I responded curtly."Sweet

"It's Hannah,"Elijah responded with smile.I inhaled deeply, attempting to banish those pessimistic thoughts from my mind. Elijah's rendezvous with Hannah was strictly professional, I reassured myself. Yet, a tiny fraction of me couldn't shake off a hint of envy.However, I refused to let those feelings spoil our day, so I plastered on a smile and remarked, "I wish you success in your meeting with Hannah."Elijah flashed me a comforting grin and leaned closer, planting a swift peck on my lips. "No need to fret, it's just a brief gathering."I observed the car departing, carrying Elijah along. Letting out a sigh, I shifted my focus back to the lovely flowers in my grasp. A delightful blend of lilies and roses, my favorites.Lost in contemplation, I failed to see Sofia's car approaching until her voice brought me back to reality."Marcus?" she called out, her voice laced with astonishment.I pivoted to meet her gaze, only to find her stepping out of the car and striding towards Marcus.

My anger simmered as I watched Marcus seemingly happy in the presence of his comatose fiancé. However, his response caught me off guard. With a chuckle and a shake of his head, he revealed his true intentions."No, Sam. I just wanted to lighten your load a bit. And I know how much you adore flowers."A wave of guilt washed over me, and I let out a heavy sigh."I'm sorry, Marcus. It's just... everything feels overwhelming. I don't know if I can handle it all."Understanding filled Marcus's eyes as he spoke gently, "I understand, Sam. But you're stronger than you realize. You've faced countless challenges before and emerged even stronger. You can get through this."His words brought comfort, and deep down, I knew he was right. I had to summon my strength for Elijah's sake.Marcus's demeanor shifted to a more solemn tone."While I may not be obligated to you, I still have genuine concern for you, Sam. And I also care deeply for Elijah. He's like a second father to Marco, and I'll do ever

"Sweet heart," I whispered.He gazes at me, and I can sense the familiarity in his eyes."Sam," he murmurs softly.Tears fill my eyes as I realize he's able to speak again. Marcus looks at me with a mix of surprise and relief, tears welling up in his eyes too."How are you holding up?" I inquire, trying to keep my emotions in check.Elijah meets my gaze, pain and struggle evident in his eyes."It's painful," he whispers.My heart shatters seeing him in such agony. The doctors have been giving him medication, but it doesn't seem to be enough. I mentally note to discuss this with them. We both turn to Marcus, puzzled."Why is he here?" Elijah questions."Elijah, we're all here for you," Marcus replies, his voice filled with emotion."Of course, you're my son's step-father and he's also concerned for you. Samantha needs support too, seeing you in this state." Marcus responded calmly.Elijah gives a nod, a faint grin appearing on his face. It's clear that he appreciates Marcus's support,

His request caught me off guard, leaving me speechless. It had been ages since he last spoke to me, especially after the accident. The tears welled up in my eyes as I leaned in closer, desperately hoping for more words from him."S-speak again," I whispered, my voice quivering with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability.However, much to my dismay, Elijah remained silent. He simply closed his eyes and peacefully drifted off to sleep, leaving me alone with my swirling thoughts and unspoken emotions.The following day, I made the choice to have a conversation with Dr. Lee regarding Elijah's words. She mentioned that it is typical for patients who are recuperating from a traumatic brain injury to face confusion and challenges with communication. However, she also reassured me that with time and therapy, Elijah would regain his ability to speak."Samantha, please remain here with him," Dr. Lee advised, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder."Your presence and encouragement are vital f