Lena POV.The moment I had been waiting for Nathan waking up had finally arrived, but now I was unsure of how to approach him. I wanted to apologize, to express everything that had been swirling in my heart, but the words felt stuck in my throat. I was tense, unsure of where to begin or how to convey the depth of my feelings.Before I could gather my thoughts, Nathan spoke first. “I’m feeling hungry,” he said, his voice hoarse but stronger than before. “I want flour and apple juice.”A smile flickered on my lips at his request. It felt so normal, he needed to eat after being away for a long time. “Okay, I’ll be right back!” I promised, standing up from my chair. I rushed out of the hospital room, a surge of determination propelling me forward. I couldn’t go to the Hale mansion, not now. The thought of what happened that night and bumping into family members especially Sebastian, who believed Nathan was on the brink of death, sent a wave of panic throu
Nathan POV.Life had become a hell of darkness and silence. I couldn’t raise a finger, couldn’t move a muscle. It was as if the world had closed in around me, leaving me isolated in a void where only my thoughts echoed. I was trapped in my own mind, a prisoner of my body.Days turned into weeks, and I floated in a state of half-awareness. The darkness was oppressive, but amidst it, there was a flicker of warmth that enveloped me every day. I felt a gentle hand resting on mine, and the soft sounds of sobs filled the silence. It was Lena’s touch. I wanted to tell her to stop crying, to reassure her that I was still here, but my voice wouldn’t come. I was powerless, unable to express the comfort her presence brought me.Every time she touched me, a wave of happiness surged through my being. I longed to respond, to open my eyes, and let her know that I felt her concern wrapping around me like a warm blanket. But all I could do was exist in this state of limbo, where time los
Lena POV.Nathan lay in the hospital, his life hanging in the balance, and I felt utterly helpless. I never imagined things would end up this way, I don't even expect it to drag to this existence. If I had known something like this would happen, I would have accepted the half burnt pancake and told him he did a great job. I should have smiled at him instead of ignoring him completely.I shouldn't have brushed past him, leaving him downstairs on many occasions. I should have listened to him and opened the door for him when he came knocking. Oh, Lena! You made a big mistake! I can't stop blaming myself.After he was admitted to a VIP room, I was grateful for the privacy, but the sterile environment only heightened my anxiety. I picked up my phone, my hands trembling as I dialled Grace’s number. She answered on the second ring, her voice bright and welcoming. “Lena! It’s so good to hear from you!”“Grace,” I said, my voice cracking. “I need to ask you for a huge favour.”“What is it?” s
Lena POV.I paced the sterile hospital hallway, my heart pounding in my chest. Regret washed over me in waves, crashing against my resolve. Each step felt heavier than the last, weighed down by the knowledge that Nathan was in the emergency room, fighting for his life. The blood-soaked dress clung to me like a reminder of everything that had gone wrong. I should have been more careful, more aware. Hours seemed to stretch into eternity as I waited, anxiety gnawing at my insides. The sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air, but all I could focus on was the suffocating silence. No doctors were emerging, no reassuring voices. My mind spiraled deeper into despair. What if I had lost him? How could I live with myself after everything that had happened? How am I going to ask for his forgiveness if he dies?With every passing minute, the weight of my regret grew heavier. I thought about all the moments I had taken for granted, his integrity, the quiet evenings desperately. I
Lena POV.I left the sitting room, my heart still racing from the confrontation with Victoria and Isabella. I needed air, a chance to clear my mind, so I decided to take a walk. The evening air was cool against my skin, but it did little to soothe the turmoil boiling inside me. As I strolled along the street, I watched people returning from work some laughing, others lost in thought. Couples walked hand in hand, their laughter ringing out like a cruel reminder of my own solitude.Frustration bubbled within me as I spotted a pair of lovers sharing a moment, their faces illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights. I turned away, the sight gnawing at me. What was I doing, wandering aimlessly while my own life felt so empty?Returning home, I headed straight for the swimming pool, seeking solace in the water. But a sense of unease clung to me, refusing to let go. I shook my head, trying to brush it off, determined to find peace.When I reached the po
Lena POV.My heart raced as Isabella's words echoed in my mind, each one sharper than the last. The truth was undeniable, and the clarity stung. I rarely spoke to Nathan, and when I did, his answers felt like empty promises. Isabella was right; I was just a contract wife, a pawn in their game for inheritance. Suddenly, the front door swung open, and Victoria Hale stepped inside, her presence electric. Isabella jumped to her feet, a bright smile illuminating her face.“Mother!” she exclaimed, rushing to greet her.Victoria returned the smile, her warmth evident as she wrapped her arms around Isabella. “Isabella, my dear! How wonderful to see you.”But the moment Victoria’s gaze shifted to me, the warmth vanished. A flicker of disdain crossed her features, and I felt a chill run down my spine. It was as if I were invisible, a shadow lurking in the background.“Hello, Mrs. Hale,” I managed to say, forcing a smile despite the tightness in my chest. I hoped for a glimmer of acknowledgment