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ATHENA“Dr. Dawson, explain what can cause a series of cardiac arrests,” Leah’s voice slices through the room like a damn Scalpel. My heart sinks.Of course she’d call on me. Of all people.It’s been two days since I saw her son since Rayen threw his arms around me like he knew me from another lifetime. Since Alex stared at me like the world had tilted sideways.I hate that bastard but I'm grateful that he helped me with my panic attack. I've been getting help, and it's better, I actually thought it's gone. So I guess I'll have to see D.r Quinn and let him know. I would have kept it a secret, but it won't help me, and if I'm going to take care of my patients, then I need to be my best self.I’ve been trying to breathe normally ever since Alex's hands held me so tightly like I would slip out of his hands if he loosened even a little. I hate how fast my heart was beating. I hate him. Maybe I should have hit his head for touching me.Help or not!Maybe that's why her royal highness was
ATHENAIsabelle's lips curl into a small but encouraging smile. “Alright. I’ll be there. But you, Dr. Dawson will be the one leading the operation.”My stomach drops at the thought. “Lead? But I’m not ready for this. This is a complex case. I don’t think-”She raises a hand, cutting me off. “Listen. I know what you're thinking, but you've been trained for this moment. You know the procedures, the protocols, and the risks. You're ready. Don’t let your doubts cloud your skills. I’ll be there every step of the way, ready to back you up if needed. But you’ve got this. Believe in yourself.”I swallow hard, trying to push down the anxiety that’s rising like a tidal wave in my chest. My palms feel clammy as I grip the file in my hands tighter.“You can do this, Athena,” Isabelle continues, her voice soft and reassuring. “I'm sure you’ve been through worse. This is no different. You’ve got the knowledge, and more importantly, you’ve got the heart. I’ll be right behind you.”Her words give me
ATHEN“Hi mum, Dad."The words leave my mouth barely above a whisper as I crouch beside the two headstones, brushing away the dried leaves clinging to their bases. I was given a leave day so I could visit my parents' grave. for their memorial I came here every year and sadly this is the first time I’ve visited with good news. Tears blur my vision as I trace my fingers over the engraved namesElena and Marcus Dawson My parents. My everything.“I’m sorry,” I whisper, my voice cracking like brittle glass. “I should’ve come sooner.”The guilt coils tighter in my chest, like a vice. Last year, I couldn’t bring myself to step foot here. I was drowning in pain, in fear, in the crushing weight of being told I had killed my own son.“Carry on the legacy.” Mum always said to me, but how can I when I can barely hold myself together? Every night, as I cried myself to sleep, I could hear Dad’s voice in my head, stern but kind, telling me to stand tall. I could see Mum’s soft smile, always bel
ATHENAMy breath catches. “What?” I whisper. My fingers tighten around the strap of my bag as suspicion, curiosity, and confusion tangle in my chest. “That doesn’t make sense…" What kind of task?” He doesn’t smile, but there’s something soft in his eyes. “They knew you’d be here at one point. Your mother planned this visit down to the year. She said you'd come when you were ready.” I stare at him, finding the whole ideal ridiculous, “I have been coming here every year-”“Except last year.” He interrupts me, and my heart jumps to my throat. Is he a stalker?Everything inside me screams to be cautious, but something else, a deeper pull, urges me forward. The way he said their names. The certainty in his voiceCall it a hunch or stupidity, but I feel like I can trust him. “Where are we going?” I ask, my voice quieter now. He exhales slowly, almost like he’s relieved I didn’t walk away. “Just a short walk. There’s a box… in my car. Your parents left it for you.” I hesitate fo
ATHENAOne month later….“You know,” Sloane says, tossing a bag of tortilla chips into the cart with flair, “I think my uterus has grown cobwebs. Literal. Freaking. Cobwebs.”I snort so loud a nearby toddler swivels to look at me. “Sloane!”“What?!” she grins shamelessly, pushing her sunglasses up on her head as she saunters past the cereal aisle. “It’s been so long, Athena. I’m talking ghost-town, tumbleweed-rolling, 'CLOSED FOR BUSINESS' kind of long.”Isabelle snorts behind me. “Okay, now I’m picturing cobwebs… down there. Thanks for that.”Sloane shrugs, utterly unfazed. “I’m just saying, if a hot guy so much as smiles at me, I might combust. Or cry. I’m not sure which yet.”I laugh, catching my breath as I toss a bag of apples into the cart. “This is what I missed. You two and your incredibly vivid metaphors.”“Well,” Isabelle says dryly, “that’s what happens when your love life is non-existent.”I laugh at that because it's true. Well… at least for me.Isabelle is too busy with
ATHENAAlarm shoots through me for a second. “Wait… so you’re in here alone?” He shrugs. “I like the cheese aisle.” “Well, you clearly have good taste,” I murmur, then glance around again, making sure no one’s watching. “Okay, I’ll walk you to the entrance so you can wait safely for your dad, alright?” He shakes his head, arms folded stubbornly. “Nope. I’ll only go if you promise to play with me.” I blink. “Play with you?” He nods, his curls bouncing. “You can be the queen, and I’ll be the knight. And then maybe we can eat cheese.” I try not to laugh, but a giggle slips out anyway. “That's a very specific bribe, little man.” Rayen beams. “So, do you promise?” I’m about to answer when I hear a voice behind me. “She doesn’t usually make promises to men under four feet, but you might be the exception.” I freeze. I slowly turn, and there he is. Alex. Standing a few feet away in a white button up shirt, sleeves pushed up to reveal his smooth forearms, a coffee in
ATHENA We’re standing by the SUV, the chill of the parking lot wrapping around us as I try to steady my breathing. My heart is still racing from the awkwardness with Alex and Rayen, and honestly, I’m more than ready to put some distance between myself and the whole embarrassing scene. But Isabelle isn’t letting me off the hook.“You’ll be forgiven as soon as you tell me what the hell is going on between you two.”I glance over at her, my hands fidgeting with the strap of my purse. How do I even begin?“What do you mean?” I try to play it off, but I know she can see right through me.She doesn’t say anything at first. She just raises an eyebrow, like I’m the most obvious person in the world. Isabelle isn’t dumb, and she’s no stranger to uncomfortable situations.“I mean,” she leans against the SUV, crossing her arms, “you two obviously have some history. And you don’t go from being... whatever that was just now, to not having some serious unresolved stuff going on.”I sigh, glancing ar
ALEXMy fists launch forward as I hit the punching bag, sending it flying before swinging back to me. I’m shirtless, soaked in sweat, muscles burning, lungs dragging in air like I’ve just run through hell. I need the pain. I need the adrenalineI need anything that’ll keep her out of my damn head.It's like Athena wants to be buried deep In my bones and won't leave me the fuck alone. I don't like her, so you can imagine the way I feel when I can't stop thinking about how she looked in that damn grocery store.That fucking long black hair. Reminds me of the times I used to curl my hands around it while I….Fuck!I hit the bag again. Harder. My knuckles sting. The chains creak. The bag swings back like it’s taunting me.Because if I slow down if I stop, I’ll start thinking. And if I start thinking, I’ll see her again. Standing in the middle of the cheese aisle like she never left. Like we hadn’t torn each other to pieces.Her name tastes like fire on my tongue, and I hate that I eve
ALEX“Report,” I say to Ryan as I step into the Detention center where Leah is being held as she waits for trial which is the day after tomorrow.Ryan falls into step with me as we walk, and he responds. “She hasn’t said a word. She keeps pleading the Fifth. Detectives can’t get anything out of her. She’s been stonewalling since the moment she was brought in.”I stop walking and turn to face him slowly, my eyes narrowing.“What?”Ryan stiffens, swallowing hard. He looks like he’s seen a damn ghost.I stare at him, my jaw clenched so hard I’m shocked my teeth are not falling off.“Ryan,” I say with deadly calm, “you have ten seconds to explain what the hell you’re talking about.”He flinches slightly, but then his eyes meet mine, “It seems she has someone backing her. Otherwise, why would she be so confident and arrogant with all this evidence against her?”I breathe in through my nose, slowly, carefully. Hoping it will calm me down.It doesn’t. It fucking makes me see red.“She asked
ATHENA“Dr. Athena!” A sweet, small voice calls as the door swings open.Rayen rushes in, a whirlwind of tiny footsteps and excitement, and jumps into my arms before I can even react.I catch him with a soft oof, my arms instinctively wrapping around his tiny frame.His warmth, his smell, his messy curls pressed against my cheek, and it all hits me like a punch to the chest.God, I missed him.It’s only been a week since our last play date, but it felt like eternity. Like some sort of cruel punishment. I had to stay in the shadows to set the trap for Leah, but every second away from him, knowing he was my son, tortured me.I can’t believe this little angel who giggles in his sleep and asks me if clouds cry when it rains is actually mine.The one who slowly took my heart for himself with no plans of returning it back to me.My little prince.“I made you a card,” he announces proudly, leaning back to pull out a folded sheet of paper from his jacket pocket. The crayon strokes are bold a
ALEX“What the hell happened to you?” Luca asks as I walk through the hospital car park. I'm really not in the mood to talk. So I glare at him and grab my car keys. Athena looked stressed so I'm hoping bringing Rayen will calm her mind as we wait for Sloane to wake up. He will be heartbroken once he finds out his favorite aunt is in hospital. I don't even know how to break the news to him. Hell, I don't know how to tell him Athena is his mother. I'm still trying to find a way to explain that.“I just saw Zayan and the whole clan walk into Athena’s room. Aren't you missing out on the party?” Luca asks, and I halt my steps, turning to face him.“What?” He laughs, “She must have told you shit that bled your heart for you not to notice.” I lock my jaw. “Pick up Rayen from his daycare and bring him here. Also-” I pause, stepping closer. “I want you to keep an eye on Athena. I don’t trust anyone else to protect her.”Luca raises a brow, the playfulness fading, “Do you have someone y
ATHENA “I am safe,” I say, forcing a weak smile, trying to play it off. I don't like worrying people. Zayan has become someone special to me over the years. He is one of the few people who actually cares about me, and it hurts me seeing him like this. His mother is not my biggest fan but Rose, his sister inlaw always tells me it's not just me she's like that with everyone. So I guess I no longer felt bad whenever we hang out. But truly, I am grateful to Zayan, without him, I don’t know if I would have found the strength to meet Anna and uncover the truth about my son. “I mean, technically I’m breathing, so that counts, right?” I try to lighten the mood, but fail miserably because his glare only increases.His jaw is clenched, his brows drawn so tightly they almost touch. He stares at me like he can’t decide if he wants to hug me tighter or scream until the walls shake.“You almost died,” he says. “Again.”Speaking of which, I need to investigate who was powerful enough to back Le
ATHENAI wrap my arms around myself, trying to take a proper breath and decide what comes next. Isabelle came to check on me, and I was about to rush out when she relieved me with an update.Sloane is stable now.Still unconscious, but stable.And I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure she walks again, even if I have to give her my own damn legs.The door creaks open.I glance up.Alex steps in and pauses mid-step when he sees me awake. I guess he wasn’t expecting that.“Why do you look shocked? Where were you hoping I’d die?” I mock, not bothering to hide my annoyance. “You’re awake?” he says softly, ignoring the insult I just hit him with.Alexander King? Having a soft voice?It’s strange. All my life, Alex’s voice has been clipped and cold. Not this.I nod once, my throat dry, feeling like I’ve swallowed sandpaper.He walks toward the side of the bed, carefully lowering himself into the chair like he's afraid he'll break me just by existing. In his hands is a paper bag and a tak
ALEXShit! I curse under my breath.I catch her before she hits the floor, her weight folding into my arms like a puppet with its strings cut.“Athena!” I shout, lowering her gently, cradling her head as panic claws up my throat. “I need a doctor right now!”Isabelle is instantly beside me, checking Athena’s pulse, her expression calm, but I can see her resolve cracking.It's her best friend, after all. “We need a stretcher!”A nurse rushes in with one, and I lift Athena onto it carefully, my hand refusing to let go of hers even as Isabelle moves to wheel her away.“Let us take it from here, Alex,” Isabelle says gently.But I hesitate.For a second, I think if I just hold on tighter, maybe I can keep her from slipping further away and from shutting me out completely. But I nod and step back.She disappears down the hall, and I’m left standing in the silence that follows.Noah drops into a chair, his hands buried in his hair while his shoulders shake with quiet despair. Ian stands
ALEXThe walls of the hospital feel like they’re closing in.The lights overhead are buzzing too damn loud, the sterile air stings my nose, and the rhythmic ticking of the clock on the wall claws at what’s left of my sanity.I don’t speak.I haven’t said a word since we got here.I sit, with my elbows on my knees, my fingers locked tight, and my jaw clenched so hard it aches. Every part of me is burning, vibrating with a fury I’m barely keeping caged.Not at the universe. Not at fate.At me.I let this happen.I let Leah get that close.I fell for her lies.Over and over again.I believed her sob story. Let her manipulate me. And in doing so, I said the unthinkable to Athena. For the past five years, I've felt indebted to her. Not knowing I was a jackpot in her game. Pictures of me plastered on the wall in her secret room are drilled in my fucking mind. What a fool I've been.Me!Alexander King. Fooled from the word go and played like fucking ping-pong. I thought she saved me. Ima
ATHENA The shot rings out.I brace for the pain, for the heat of the bullet tearing through my flesh.But it never comes.I’m still standing.I'm still breathing.Frozen.My heart slams against my ribs as the world slows around me.And then-“No!”A body crashes into mine, shoving me hard to the side.I stumble, catching myself against the edge of a table.That’s when I hear it, a guttural gasp, the sound of someone choking on breath. The thud of a body hitting marble.Blood splatters.I look down my body and realize it's not mine.My eyes widen as I turn.Someone took the bullet.For me.From the corner of my eye, I can see Leah screaming, thrashing, wild-eyed like a mad woman.. But the officers are on her now, four of them tackling her to the ground, ripping the gun from her hands.My ears ring.The voices fade.Someone’s shouting my name, but it sounds like it’s coming from underwater.Everything begins to blur, hitting me all at once.A gun.Shoot.Not me.I look to the side and
ATHENALeah stares at the dress like it's made of poison.I could poison it, but that would have been too merciful.Her hands tremble as she clutches the dresser behind her for balance. “You’re bluffing,” she whispers, her voice cracking beneath the weight of panic. “You can’t- none of this-this isn’t legal!”I take another step closer and smile. It’s not kind. It’s not warm. It’s the smile of a woman who’s been pushed too far, who’s crawled her way through hell and came back with fire in her veins.“Oh, sweetheart,” I say, leaning in until our noses almost touch, “do I look like I care about what’s legal? I think you and I already crossed that line. ”She flinches.“ You know the first thing that hit me when I found out what you had done? I wanted to drown you the way you did to me. But then I realized there was a better way. Whatever you love, I’ll take it. Every fucking thing attached to your name, I will rip it from you and burn it to ashes. Everything you've been craving, will