I drove around the city without any particular destination, allowing my thoughts to drift aimlessly as my mind processed everything that had been happening somewhere in my subconscious. I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders, and each thought I had kept piling up the pressure.The city has always felt like an overwhelming place, but it was doubly so in my current state. The tall buildings and siren sounds made me anxious, and I could not bear to think about how I would ever be able to face Zack. I knew he would be upset, disappointed, and most probably, angry with me.In what felt like a dozen hours too soon the sun began to set. The sky turned pink and orange, streaked with shades of purple and red. It was beautiful, in a painful sort of way. I hated it.Eventually, I found myself pulling up to Jessica's house. At that moment, I felt like I needed someone to talk to, someone who might understand what I was going through and Jessica was the only one who made it to the
Lin’s PovAs I sat in the waiting room, my mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the woman I had just met. She had been sitting in the corner, and immediately I saw her, I could not help but notice her striking appearance. Her long, dark blonde hair cascaded gracefully down her back, and her light blue eyes seemed to shimmer perpetually with tears unshed.I couldn’t help but feel shaken by the look of despair on her face and the weight of her emotions. It was clear, through her eyes, that something worried her deeply. I had been at the clinic for my mate’s regular check-up, but my attention had been drawn to the woman who looked so very vulnerable.I was consumed with a mix of empathy and concern for her. It was easy to see that she was carrying a heavy burden, and her worried expression only added to my own unease. I couldn’t help but think about the many possible reasons that led her to be in that state, and my heart went out to her. That had been the major reason, above all else, t
Lin's Pov "Ash?" I called, trying to start slowly. "Yes honey?" Ashley responded, turning to face me."What did the doctor say about the procedure?" I had not been with her and the doctor since I had arrived rather late.Ashley turned back to the window, and after a few seconds mumured something I couldn't get."What was that?" I prodded. "I couldn't quite get that."Ashley sighed and turned to face me."Well, there was a mix up or something, and the surrogate mother is nowhere to be found."I immediately hit the brakes and pulled over."What?!" I exclaimed before reigning my shock in and bringing my voice low. "Well, I can't say I'm surprised. I told you it was a bad idea.""It was not meant to happen," Ashley snapped."Oh, maybe; certainly; but it did," I said, my voice rising in sudden frustration. This was a sensitive topic for me, and we had argued severally on whether having a surrogate or not was a good idea. "I told you from the very beginning that we should carry the baby o
The living room was filled with tension as Zack and I faced each other. Zack breathed deeply, looking at me with an angry gaze that made my skin tingle. My emotions were all over the place, my stomach roiled and churned as I stared at Zack from across the room. I had no idea what he was going to do next, and I did not want to find out. He could be so very harsh when consumed by his emotions like this."I had given you a choice, Meghan," he said, his voice suddenly low, all his anger seemingly gone. "And I am going to give it to you again." He strode up to me suddenly and I backpedaled in fear until my back hit the wall. My vision was blurry - my eyes covered as it were in tears - but I could still make out Zack's silhouette looming over me. I looked down, not wanting to meet his eyes but he grabbed my chin and forced my gaze up."Me," my mate growled. "Or the two fucking bastards you have growing within your stomach. Pick one Meghan."Another sob escaped my lips."Zack I... It is no
The pain of rejection can sting like no other, and that was exactly what I had experienced as I lay on the hard hospital bed. My world had crumbled around me, and the only thing I could feel was a deep sense of despair. As I opened my eyes, I realized that I was no longer in the same place where I had collapsed; instead, I was in a small room, surrounded by white-washed walls and curious eyes of doctors and nurses. My vision slowly came into focus, all the nurses filling the room coalescing into a single figure and I realized there was only a single nurse in the room. She was a kind looking older woman with gray hair pulled back in a bun, and bustled around the room, checking what I assumed were my vitals and administering medicationAs soon as I tried to move, I could feel pain all over my body. It was a dull ache, but somehow managed to spread through every inch of my being. The light in the hospital room was stark, almost blinding, and I struggled to keep my eyes open. The walls
Two days later and I was still lying in my hospital bed, the beeping of machines and the constant chatter of busy nurses echoed through the sterile walls. Despite the constant activity around me, I felt dreadfully alone. My phone sat on the bedside table, buzzing with incoming messages, but my fingers were too weak to pick it up and respond. I had no idea when they had brought it here - or even how, to be honest - but the last thing I wanted to do was talk to anyone. I was wallowing in regret and self pity, my thoughts constantly circling back to Zack, the last few days, and what he had done to me no matter how much I tried not to think of it.The only person I had any thoughts of talking to and sharing my burdens with could not be contacted at all. My calls to Jessica were not connecting, and although I had tried multiple times to reach out to her, she was nowhere to be found. She didn't pick up on her house line, nor did she respond to any of my text messages or voicemails. It wa
Six Years Later...It was a dreary spring morning, and I was standing by the kitchen counter sipping my coffee. As I took a sip, I heard the sound of little feet coming down the stairs. I turned just in time to catch two little bundles of joy turn the corner and make a beeline for me. "Morning, Mom!" Ethan screamed as he dove at me, wrapping my thigh in a warm hug.Emily, his sister and twin, skidded to a stop and stomped her feet. "Not fair," she screamed angrily. "You cheated! You started before me!""You're just jealous you did not get to hug mom first. You're such a sore loser," Ethan retorted."Good morning, my lovely twins," I replied, ruffling their messy bedheads and sweeping Emily off her feet to carry her. "Did you both sleep well?""Yes, Mum," said Emily, giving her brother a cheeky look. "But I had a dream that I forgot my homework at home.""You don't have any homework to return, silly goose," I said with a smile."Oh, right," she giggled."Well, let's get you both read
A week later and I was disembarking a plane in an airport in North Carolina. It was beautiful, in a way, how little things had actually changed in six years.The flight had been uneventful, thankfully. I've had the aircraft I boarded lose an engine in mid air once, and the anxiety that had filled me wasn't something I wanted to experience again. It did not help that I had a seat by the window and had a close view of the wing burning.I shook off the memory, stretched out my arms and took breath. I shook off the memory, stretched out my arms and took a deep breath. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled my nose as I stepped off the plane and headed towards the airport's baggage claim.I had just landed after a long and somehow exhausting flight - even though all I did was sit -, and all I could think about was getting to the hotel that had been booked for me and taking a much-needed shower. The airport was filled with the sound of footsteps and voices reverberating through the spac