All Chapters of Accidentally In Love with My Best Friend’s Brother : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Trey After calling Jeremiah, he and William rush to the hospital, and we all gather in the waiting room. Despite my efforts to remain hopeful, a sense of dread settles over me. Deep down, I can't shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong with Mom. As we sit anxiously, the doctor emerges, his expression stoic and unreadable. Instantly, my heart sinks. I know what he's about to tell us isn't good news. "I'm sorry to inform you that your mother's condition has deteriorated significantly. The bleeding in her brain has led to irreparable damage, and she is now in a vegetative state. In such cases, we must consider the quality of life and the likelihood of any meaningful recovery. It's a difficult decision, but at this point, we must discuss the possibility of withdrawing life support. This means that you and your family will need to decide when the appropriate time is to remove the medical interventions that are currently keeping her alive. I understand this is an incredi

Kiara "How are you feeling today, Ms. Black?" My OBGYN, Dr. Meadows, asks in a kind, sympathetic tone as she steps into the exam room, her eyes scanning my weary face. "Like complete shit," I confess bluntly. "Even with the Zofran, I can barely keep food down. I feel weak and exhausted all the time, and my breasts hurt so much, it feels like they're on fire." Taking a deep, frustrated breath, I continue, my voice trembling with emotion, "We just buried my fiancé's mom a month ago, and he's barely eating and sleeping a lot when he's not at work, so I'm trying to be there for him while also hiding the fact that I'm pregnant by pretending I have some kind of virus. Of course, he's worried about me and I want to tell him the truth, but how the hell can he possibly be happy about a baby when he just watched his mom die right in front of him?" By the time I finish talking, the words sound strangled in my throat as tears relentlessly stream down my face. The image of seeing Maggi

Trey "When are you going to show me the surprise? It's been like two months now," Kiara whines beside me in the passenger seat. "After dinner with your parents," I answer, chuckling at her impatience. Using one hand on the wheel, I let the other rest on her protruding belly, gently rubbing small circles on it. I can tell sense her nervousness about telling them about her pregnancy, but it's not like she's some rebellious teenager that got knocked up. She's a grown ass, successful, beautiful woman that is carrying my child. Ever since she shared the news with me, I've had this uncontrollable urge to protect her at all times. I find myself not wanting her out of my sight, but I've come to terms with the fact that she can't just stay home. The IV treatments have been working for the most part, although she still carries vomit bags with her everywhere, just in case. Like the badass superwoman she is, despite her condition, she still continues with her book signings, forums, and

Trey "I love my girls so much," I murmur, feeling a lump form in my throat from the overwhelming rush of love and pride bursting from my chest. Kiara sniffles, her voice thick with emotion. "We love you too." Suddenly, my phone vibrates, breaking the tender moment. Glancing at the screen, the text says, "it's done." I kiss her passionately, savoring her lips before I pull a blindfold out of my pocket and reach over to cover her eyes, gently tying it behind her head. "What's this for?" she asks, grinning. "Time for the surprise you've been waiting so impatiently for," I say, my voice brimming with excitement as I pull out of her parent's driveway. My heart races, imagining how she's going to react when I reveal the long-awaited surprise. I really hope she loves it. It's not long before we pull up at a familiar address, although the house has been completely transformed in the past four months. "We're here," I announce, swallowing hard as I step out of the car. The

Kiara I needed this. His touch brings back the peace that was disrupted when we went to my parents house. I expected a bad reaction, but nowhere as explosive as my mom was. There's a chance she may not want to be in our lives after today, but honestly, I think I'm okay with that. I'm tired of trying to live up to her expectations just because the life she chose to live wasn't fulfilling to her. I won't make the same mistake. I know for certain that even if she doesn't show up for me and my daughter, I have people that will. Once we return downstairs, the aroma of pizza fills the air. William, Jeremiah, and Candice are sitting at the table, engaged in conversation and laughter. Candice waves us over with a smile. "Hey guys, we were just talking about a weekly game night or something, at least until you have the baby," she suggests enthusiastically. I smile. "I love that idea. What do you think?" I ask Trey. He smirks in response. "Hell yeah, but we're not playing S