FAZER LOGINKarma's POVI stared at Yvonne after asking the question that had been tormenting me for weeks. "Won't he one day wake up and leave?"The room became so quiet that I could hear the ticking of the wall clock. Yvonne didn't answer immediately.She simply looked at me, really looked at me, as though she was trying to understand why a woman who had become one of the country's finest surgeons could ask such a fragile question. Then she smiled, a sad, understanding smile."Marriage is a funny thing, Little Karma." I lowered my eyes. "I don't think anyone enters marriage with a guarantee."She leaned back gently on the sofa. "There isn't a manual that tells you your spouse will never hurt you. There isn't a contract that promises your marriage will last forever." She chuckled softly. "If there were, my ex, Williams and I would probably still be married."I looked back at her. "You loved him.""I did.""And he loved me too." She sighed. "But sometimes love alone isn't enough." I listened quie
Karma's POVI pulled the car to a gentle stop in front of Yvonne's house. For a few moments, none of us moved.My hands remained resting on the steering wheel while my eyes wandered over the familiar neighborhood, so much had changed.The road had been paved years ago, replacing the dusty street I used to race across as a little girl. Some of the neighboring houses had been renovated, while others had been demolished entirely and replaced with modern buildings.But despite all those changes… something about this place still felt painfully familiar, It was here.This was the neighborhood where it all happened, my house was a stone throw away.Where Dami and I had played until sunset. Where, for brief moments, I had been allowed to forget the horrors waiting for me back home."Thank you, Little Karma." Yvonne's gentle voice pulled me back to the present.I forced a smile. "You're welcome." Auntie Grace had already climbed out of the back seat and was gathering Yvonne's small overnight b
Karma's POVThe week slipped by almost unnoticed.Life had settled back into its familiar rhythm, and for once, I welcomed the routine. Every morning began with the same drive to the hospital, the same greeting from Sandra, the same pile of files waiting on my desk, and the same determination to leave each patient a little better than I had found them.Still, there was something quietly lingering at the back of my mind.Two days.That was all that remained before Noah's birthday, he hadn't mentioned it once, not a single hint, complaint and not even a passing comment about getting older.If I hadn't met Eleanor the previous Saturday, I probably would have remained completely unaware that the day was approaching.Every time I looked at him, I had to stop myself from smiling, the surprise party was almost ready.Eleanor had everything under control. The decorations had been ordered, the cake confirmed, Ethan and Lily had promised to arrive early, and Richard had quietly taken responsibi
Gaius' POVThere were days I convinced myself that I don't owe anyone anything, neither information or news. I simply like the simple life I lead.Then there were days like today.The crisp autumn breeze swept through the streets as I walked out of the architectural firm where I had spent the better part of the day reviewing structural designs for a new waterfront residential project.Life has become... predictable, wake up, go to work, attend meetings, review blueprints and argue with engineers over minor details.Go home, repeat.Years ago, I would have complained about such a monotonous routine. I once loved the flare of life, remembering the fact that I almost entered into the medical field.When the thoughts come, just like now… I appreciated it.Predictability meant peace. It meant no family scandals, no painful memories waiting around every corner, and no unexpected tragedies threatening to turn my life upside down.My phone buzzed inside my pocket. Amelia.A small smile found
Karma's POVMonday arrived with its usual rhythm.By the time I walked into the hospital, the familiar sounds of conversations, footsteps, pagers and rolling hospital beds welcomed me back into another busy week.Sandra was already waiting outside my office with my schedule."Good morning, Doctor.""Morning, Sandra." She handed me my tablet."You have two consultations before noon, one thoracic surgery, an executive review meeting after lunch and I believe you would like to follow-up with Mrs. Williams."I smiled faintly at the last item. "How is she this morning?" Sandra looked pleased. "Much better. She had breakfast and even walked a short distance with physiotherapy."The news immediately lifted my mood. "That's wonderful.""Her latest observations are stable.""Good."I skimmed through the rest of my schedule before looking back at her. "Anything from Internal Investigations?""No new developments yet." I nodded. "Keep me updated if anything changes.""I will."The morning disapp
Karma's POVThe drive to the hospital felt far longer than it actually was.Every traffic light seemed determined to keep me waiting, and every second that passed made my heart beat a little faster.Yvonne was awake, after days of uncertainty….After the lengthy surgery, countless examinations, repeat CT scans, neurological assessments, and hours spent wondering why she hadn't regained consciousness...She was finally awake, I tightened my grip on the steering wheel.Please let everything be alright.By the time I pulled into the hospital parking lot, I barely remembered switching off the engine.I hurried through the entrance, acknowledging a few nurses who greeted me along the way."Good afternoon, Doctor.""Afternoon." I didn't slow my pace.The elevator seemed painfully slow. The moment the doors opened on the High Dependency Unit floor, I stepped out and headed straight for Yvonne's room.Outside the room stood Dr. Adrian Keller, speaking quietly with one of the nurses, the moment
Marcus stumbled backward, his shoulders hitting the mattress. The woman's hands pressed against his chest, pinning him there. Her perfume—something sweet and seductive, filled his nostrils.His fingers moved toward her hips. She stopped them, pressing one manicured finger on his lips with the corne
Chapter 5The police car smelled like stale coffee and leather.Karma sat in the back seat, hands folded in her lap, watching the city pass through the tinted window. Buildings blurred into each other. Traffic lights, people walking in a hurry, an old woman walking a dog almost like she was crawli
Rosa's cleaning supplies fell to the floor and scattered. The spray bottle rolled across the carpet, leaving a trail of blue liquid running through the blood.The sound tore from her chest, echoing everywhere, filling the hallway as the once rowdy, loud and dirty hotel became empty that morning. S
Karma sat back in her booth, lifted her untouched drink, and watched her father drain his fourth glass of whiskey.Mia walked fast.She changed into something tighter—a red dress that barely covered anything. Reapplied her lipstick. Sprayed more perfume. Then catwalked straight to Marcus's table, l







