All Chapters of Second Chances Under the Tree : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CALLIESebastian’s hand clamped over mine as the sound of approaching footsteps grew louder. "Babe, let's lie down. Pretend we’re dead."I stared at him, wide-eyed, but there was no time to argue. He grabbed my arm, pulling me toward the bed. We scrambled under the covers, our breaths quick and shallow as we positioned ourselves.The footsteps stopped outside the door.KNOCK.We froze. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure Charlotte would hear it.The knock came again, louder this time.Another pause. My skin prickled with unease.Finally, the door creaked open.I peeked through barely-opened eyes, careful not to move. Charlotte stood there, a heavy mask strapped over her nose and mouth. Her eyes scanned the room. “Sebastian?” she called. “Callie?”We didn’t move.She stepped further into the room, her smile growing wider. “Oh, you poor fools.” Her laughter was low and wicked, echoing through the silence. “I told you not to meddle, didn’t I? And now look at you… gone. Forever.”My che

CHARLOTTEI glanced around, scanning the room. Something wasn’t right. The vase was gone. The damn vase that was supposed to have been there, but wasn’t. I froze for a moment, my heart racing. My mind raced faster.I quickly checked every corner, every shelf, hoping I had somehow missed it. But no. The vase was nowhere to be found. My hands trembled as I swept the room again. Nothing. No sign of it. Where the hell had it gone?I felt the panic rise in my chest, squeezing the air out of me. Had they found it? Had they discovered what I had done? My thoughts were spiraling out of control. I should’ve known something was off…bSebastian was always so meticulous. He would never leave his room unlocked unless something had already changed.My heart beat faster, thudding in my ears. The vase, the one thing that could explain everything, was gone. I couldn’t help but feel as though I was walking deeper into a trap. Why would Sebastian leave his room unlocked? Why was the vase missing?I had t

CHARLOTTEI leaned back against the headboard, pulling Damon’s shirt tighter around me. “No,” I said. “You shouldn’t bother.”Damon frowned. “Charlotte…”“I mean it,” I interrupted. “I’ll figure it out myself.”His brow furrowed, and he ran a hand through his damp hair. “Are you sure? I could take care of it, babe. Quick, clean, and you’d never have to worry about him again.”I shook my head, trying to keep my voice steady. “I know you want this to be over as much as I do… maybe more. But I need to do this my way.”He let out a frustrated sigh, leaning back against the pillows. “You keep saying that, but every day you’re still stuck with him. I can’t stand knowing he’s out there, walking around, while you’re here with me, planning his demise like it’s some puzzle you need to solve.”I ignored the heat rising in my cheeks and met his gaze. “Damon, I need to be sure of his health first. I’ll meet up with the doctor and figure out how much time he has left. Once I know that, I’ll decide

SEBASTIAN The nurse nodded and motioned for Callie to get into a wheelchair. I stood and helped her settle in, my eyes never leaving hers as she looked up at me, her expression full of fear."Don’t leave me," she whispered, her voice barely audible."Not in a million years," I replied immediately.The nurse pushed the wheelchair down the hallway, and I followed close behind, my heart hammering in my chest.They led us into a sterile, brightly-lit room for the blood work, where Callie was quickly hooked up and prepped."Just a few more minutes," I said softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.She nodded but didn’t say anything, too focused on keeping it together.After the blood work was done, they wheeled her into the next room, where an ultrasound technician was waiting. The cold gel applied to her stomach made her flinch, but she said nothing.I stood by her side, holding her hand, wishing I could take her pain away. Every part of me screamed to know what was going on,

SEBASTIAN“I’m sorry, Sebastian,” he said, his voice heavy with regret. “You’re not a compatible donor. Your blood type and tissue markers don’t match Callie’s requirements. At the moment, there isn’t a suitable donor available in the system either. And we’re running out of time. If we don’t find a kidney within the week…” He paused, his jaw tightening. “She won’t make it.”My entire body froze. The air around me seemed to vanish. “What do you mean?” I whispered. “There has to be someone. A donor registry… a living donor… something. Anything.”Dr Bennett shook his head. “We’ve exhausted all options in the immediate network. A transplant is her only hope, but unless we find a match soon, her organs will fail completely.”My breath caught in my throat at that moment. Callie… the woman I’d do anything for… was slipping through my fingers.“There has to be another way,” I said, my voice breaking. “You can’t just tell me there’s nothing else we can do!”“I’m not giving up,” Dr Bennett repl