MasukThe house felt quiet. Lena stood by the door for a long moment after unlocking it.The familiar scent of the living room greeted her.She still looked pale. The hospital bracelet had only been removed that morning. Her body felt weak. Every step carried a dull ache through her stomach, reminding her of everything she had lost.The doctor had told her to eat properly, rest, and avoid stress. As if grief listened to instructions.Lena lowered her bag to the floor and slowly walked further into the house. Her gaze drifted around the living room, staring at the little lamp at the side, and the framed picture of her and her father by the shelf.For some reason, being back here hurt.Because this was the place she always returned to whenever life became unbearable. Only this time… she felt different. Like something had been carved out of her and never returned.Lena let out a tired breath and walked toward the kitchen, and slowly opened the fridge. Her fingers froze around the handle.There
The red light above the emergency room flickered. Then went off.Theon and Rhys were on their feet almost at the same time.Rhys stumbled forward first, his weak body swaying. The IV mark on his wrist pulled painfully as he gripped the wall for support.Theon stood so abruptly the chair scraped against the tiled floor.The emergency room doors swung open.Dr. Rosy stepped out first, exhaustion written all over her face. Her surgical cap had been removed. Loose strands of hair stuck to her forehead, and her mask hung in her hand. She looked very tired.Neither of them spoke, they just stared at the doctor eagerly.Rosy let out a breath and offered a weak smile. “The surgery was successful. She made it.”Theon’s knees almost buckled. A breath escaped him—one he didn’t even realize he had been holding. ‘Thank God.’His hand covered his eyes as relief crashed into him all at once.“Thank you…” he muttered hoarsely. “Thank you so much, doctor.”The tightness in his chest finally loosens. H
The doors swung shut behind Dr. Rosy.Theon remained standing in the corridor, frozen. The signed consent form trembled in his hand.A nurse approached him, and gently took the papers from him before disappearing back into the operating room.He couldn’t move.The red light above the emergency room glowed against the pale walls. Unblinking.One of the officers guided him to a chair.Theon sat down stiffly. His elbows rested on his knees as he stared at the dried blood flaking from his fingers. Lena’s blood.His chest tightened.Four months pregnant.The words repeated in his head again and again.No wonder she looked exhausted. No wonder she had become thinner. No wonder she had clung to him last night. No wonder her eyes looked so empty. She had been vulnerable, scared, and alone.And he had left her.Theon pressed the heels of his palms against his eyes. He felt stupid and pathetic.‘If I had picked up… would she still have collapsed? Would she still be bleeding? Would she still be
Early the next morning, Theon sat alone in his office, staring at his phone as though it had become his greatest enemy.His leg bounced against the floor in restless rhythm. His fingers remained trapped between his teeth.He exhaled hard, dragging a hand through his messy blonde hair.“Doc?”A young man stood by the office door, clipboard tucked under his arm.“Mr. Kensington is already on call with the board. The lead doctors are discussing the new expansion plans.”Theon didn’t even lift his head. “I’ll be there shortly.”The assistant hesitated. “…Doctor?”“I said shortly.”The young man stiffened. “Right. Sorry.”The door shut. Silence returned in the room.Theon leaned back against his chair and shut his eyes. He had made up his mind.Last night was supposed to be the end. No more calls or excuses to see her.No more lingering around her father’s ward like some pathetic fool.He had already crossed too many lines. She was married to his cousin.And for the first time in his life,
Theon stayed longer than he intended.After Lena finally stopped crying, she sat curled into herself on the couch, her face pale and exhausted, eyes swollen from crying too much. She looked fragile in a way he had never seen before.It unsettled him.The Lena he knew had always been stubborn. Even when things got hard regarding her father, she tried to stand through it all.But tonight…Tonight she looked like someone barely holding herself together.Theon stood in the kitchen for a while, warming water and making tea he knew she probably would not drink.“You should eat something,” he said quietly as he returned.Lena only shook her head. “I’m not hungry.”He frowned. “You haven’t been eating properly.”A faint smile tugged at her lips. “Now you sound like an old man.”Theon stared at her for a second before letting out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh.“Maybe heartbreak ages people.”The smile on Lena’s lips disappeared.Silence fell again.Theon hated this silence.He hate
The car remained quiet for a long while.Only the soft hum of the engine and the faint sound of tires brushing against the road filled the silence.Theon stole a glance at Lena before returning his eyes to the road.She sat still in the passenger seat, her fingers curled tightly against her thighs, her gaze fixed outside the window.Her expression was calm. The kind of calm that looked fragile. Like someone holding themselves together by a thread.Theon’s grip tightened around the steering wheel. “Are you okay?”Lena didn’t respond.Theon swallowed. “When I was driving over…” he began carefully, “I saw you and Rhys arguing. It looked serious.”Lena’s jaw clenched. Her fingers dug deeper into her palms.For almost a minute, she said nothing. “I don’t want to talk about it.” her voice came out tired.Theon nodded after a moment. “Okay.”Silence stretched between them again. Streetlights flickered past, casting brief shadows across Lena’s face.Theon exhaled slowly. “Lena…”His voice t
Roman kept his promise.Later that afternoon, once she could walk without glaring at him every few steps, he took her out.Not just anywhere.Everywhere.He showed her Italy the way only Roman could — unhurried and intentional. Cliffside restaurants overlooking endless blue. Quiet cobblestone stree
Roman leaned closer, just enough for her to feel his presence. “Wear it for me,” he murmured. “Please.”That was unfair.She had just promised herself she’d stop hiding. Stop shrinking. Stop letting shyness win.Evelyn bit her lip, her resolve trembling—but holding.“There’s a private cove just bel
Evelyn sat on the edge of the wooden dock, her legs dangling just above the glassy surface of the lake. Her camera hung from her neck, resting against her chest, her hat shielding her eyes from the gentle afternoon sun. The conversation with Lena replayed in her mindAfter the abrupt end to their fi
Her stomach betrayed her.A low, unmistakable growl cut through the silence between them.Evelyn froze.Heat flooded her cheeks. She squeezed her eyes shut, mortified. “Oh my God,” she muttered into the pillow.For half a second, Roman simply stared, then his lips curved into a slow, delighted smil







