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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
The doctor adjusted Lena’s chart before looking up at her.“From what I’m seeing, your pregnancy is unstable.”Lena’s fingers tightened around the blanket.The doctor continued, her expression growing serious.“Have you noticed any spotting or light bleeding recently?”Lena paused before nodding slowly. “Yes…”The doctor sighed.“That explains it. You’re also dealing with hormonal imbalance, exhaustion, stress, and malnutrition.” Her gaze lingered on Lena’s thin frame. “You need to avoid emotional stress as much as possible.”Lena lowered her eyes.“Although you’ve already passed your first trimester,” the doctor continued carefully, “your body is weak. If this keeps up, there’s a chance you could lose the baby.”The room fell silent.Lena’s throat tightened. Her hand moved unconsciously to her stomach.‘Lose the baby?’The words echoed in her mind.“How… how far along am I?” she asked in a quiet tone.The doctor blinked. “You don’t know?”Lena shook her head.“I only just found out.”
Lena felt the world stop.Her fingers trembled so hard the pregnancy test almost slipped from her grasp.“What…?”The whisper came out faint. Her knees went weak.The test sticks fell from her hand, hitting the sink with a soft clatter.It was still showing the same thing. Two red lines.Lena stared with a blank expression. “No…”Her lips parted. “No way.”She turned toward the mirror so fast she almost stumbled. Her reflection stared back at her.She was still the same. Pale and skinny. With sunken cheeks. Her ribs were still visible. And also with a completely flat stomach.Her gaze dropped, then rose again. “How is that even possible…?”She touched her stomach. It was flat with no bump. There was no proof of pregnancy except those two red lines.Lena swallowed hard. “No. No, maybe it’s wrong.”Her breathing turned uneven. She grabbed the remaining pregnancy test kits with shaking hands.“There’s no way…”She peed into the plastic cup again. Her hands still trembling. She dipped the
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







