ログインStephanie:“Zane,” a tired sigh escaped my lips and I pulled at my scrunchie, dragging it from my hair and staggering towards the couch in the middle of the room before slumping straight onto it.A wince escaped my lips as I felt a subtle strain on my shoulders. “God, I'm exhausted,” I breathed, looking up at the bright lit chandelier above me.“Busy day at work?” I heard Zane’s low voice from behind the couch, followed by the clinking of glass somewhere around him.I pressed my fingers into my eyes, uncertain whether the busy day at work was causing the weariness or the fact that I had seen Cole.“Hm?” Zane hummed a moment later, waiting for my response.My eyes remained closed, unable to keep them on. I felt Zane’s presence and opened my eyes slowly, and instead of the harsh light from the chandelier I was met with his warm dark pair of eyes which were on me.“Here,” he handed me a glass of water and I sat upright, reaching out for it.“Thank you,” I mumbled under my breath and brou
Chapter 38 Stephanie: My shift ended earlier, but before I stopped at my mother’s room to check up on her. I opened the door gently to find her back facing me, and I stopped for a moment, watching the rise and fall of her shoulders. She was fast asleep. Closing the door behind me gently, I marched towards the other side of the bed, “Mom?” There was no response and my eyes settled on her face, a warm smile touching my lips at the realization that she looked better than she had a few days back, the color had returned to her face and she looked healthier. Tucking a strand of her hair behind her arm, I pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead and dropped the basket of fruits I had brought along before stretching back up and heading towards the door. Stepping out of the room, I reached for my phone in my bag to send a quick text to Sloane but to my surprise, I noticed a message notification I had received about an hour ago. I glanced at the time and my eyes widened at how late it was. It
Stephanie:I gave her a small smile as we turned down the hallway, heading towards the elevator. “I was in Mom's room first, came here after she finally fell asleep. She looks like she hadn't had an ounce of sleep since forever.”“Yeah. She barely slept a wink last night.”That stopped me on my heels, “Why? Is everything okay?”Sloane waved it off, “Everything should be okay. She just got a call from your father.”My whole body went still and my brows pulled into the tightest frown.My father and I haven't said even a word to each other ever since the wedding that never happened.Not once did he call me. So it left me surprised that he called my mother. “What did he say?” My voice dropped low and cold.Sloane shook he head a bit, “I really don't know. I sort of left because she needed the privacy. Though I did hear them talking about the wedding and you— she didn't tell you anything about it?”“No. She didn't.”Sloane’s lips thinned, “I do know for certain that whatever he might have
Stephanie: “If he happens to tick all these boxes, I think that settles it. He sounds like a good man. And I'm just saying, perhaps you can persevere for a little while.” She heaved a breath, “Just try and see where it goes. But most importantly, by all means, I'll advise you not to get in too deep, because it might be too late to drag you out when I find out.” I brushed my fingers over my scrubs and my brows creased tightly, “I don't think I understand what you're talking about here.” Mrs. Anders looked up at me, holding my gaze with hers. “All the men I’ve known in my life weren't good people. I understand that all of them can't be bad, but even my sons don't treat me well. And neither did their father.” “So…” “So be careful. Don't fall in too deep and don't take this arrangement that seriously, then perhaps having these thoughts of him in your head wouldn't bother you so much.” A sigh escaped my lips, and my shoulders slumped. “Men aren't good people. They bring confusion i
Stephanie: The next morning, I arrived at the hospital earlier than usual. Sleep had barely come to me the night before. So I buried myself in my routine, got up early and arrived at the hospital very early compared to the usual time. I wasn't supposed to have a shift today, but I'd rather be here, taking extra shifts than staying at home all day with Zane and in an awkward silence that just wouldn't go away. We had a lot to talk about, and foolishly, I was deliberately ignoring all that. I changed into my scrubs, tied my hair back, and skipped the nurses’ station altogether, heading straight for the ward where my mom had been moved after her surgery. Pushing the door open, I went inside and my gaze fell on her. The blinds were half-open, letting in rays of the morning sunlight. My gaze traveled across the room, settling on her. She was asleep, so I tiptoed inside, gently closing the door shut behind me. Color had returned to her face, it wasn't much, but enough for me to no
Stephanie:“Grandfather,” Zane cleared his throat, staring head-on at his grandfather, who seemed more than relaxed, and the burning gaze. “You didn't tell me you were coming over.”“Are you saying I can't suddenly decide to come over to your place unless I've requested to get an invite into your home?” He lifted a brow.“I would never say that,” Zane’s voice dropped with sarcasm. “I just think it'd be better if you announced that you're coming over.”“So you can hide your little secret.” His grandfather’s gaze turned back to me, a tight smile forming at the edge of his lips. “That is not at all among the list of suitable partners I personally drafted for you.”I cast a look at Zane in time to see his jaw clenched tightly like he was holding back from saying the things he actually wanted to.With a restrained breath, he said, “I don't want any of them.” Zane’s grandfather went silent, glancing between me and Zane before giving his head a little shake. “And this is the person you wan
Zane: I stepped out of the bathroom after handling the hard-on I had carried into Stephanie's room and left without resolving due to her fucking aggressive devil of a cat. I needed to put my mind on anything, anything at all that didn't involve thinking of her or even thinking about her. I dash
Stephanie: I slammed the door to my room harder than I wanted to. My back pressed against the hard surface for what felt like minutes before I pushed myself away, rushing over to the sockets to switch the lights off. Sloane’s words from the other day still tugged at the corner of my mind, and a
Stephanie: The question was so sudden and caught me off guard that the water went down the wrong way. I sucked in a breath and instantly started choking. I clutched the edge of the table, coughing violently, my chest seizing as the burn tore through my throat. The glass slipped from my fing
Stephanie: The knock came softly at first, pulling me out of a heavy sleep. I stirred, my brows pulling together as the sound came again. My head felt thick, like it was stuffed with cotton, and my body was weighed down, unwilling to move. “Stephanie?” a woman’s voice called through the door. “







