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Kyle stayed in the ward while a team of doctor and two nurses took care of the woman. He watched as they cleaned the dry blood from the back of her hand that had bled from removing the IV pipe and secured it with a bandage. He felt a sting when the doctor pierced her other hand with a new cannula to continue providing her fluids- the hand with a temporary plaster.
Now as he reflected back on his harsh conversation with the woman, contrition weighed down on him. Her words echoed in his mind, causing his temples to ache.
The baby wasn't his and the woman hadn't really jumped in front of his car to get money from him.
That reminded him of the letter he had retrieved from her closed fingers while bringing her to the hospital. Kyle dug into his pocket for the letter. The paper was warm pink, with lots of tiny dark pink hearts scattered all over it. His shoulders stiffened as he reread every word of the letter unhurriedly, like he had all the time in the world.
Dear Daddy,
Congratulations for landing a huge business deal. I'm so happy for you and I'm on my way to double your happiness!
Mommy's tummy is my cozy home right now. But it's too compacted and dark here. I can't see anything or feel my body as I'm only a few weeks old.
But I know you are there to take care of me, daddy. Can't wait to feel your hands around mommy's tummy when you hug me.
I'm so excited to meet you. Get ready for snuggles, playtime, and lifelong memories!
I'm coming soon!
Love,
Your little miracle.His thumb grazed over the greeting, dear daddy, for a long while.
When Kyle had read it, it really felt like his child was speaking to him. But in the circumstance he found the letter, it bristled him with exasperation. And it wasn't the first time.
The letter's pertinence to his situation was astonishing. Kyle had also recently finalized a groundbreaking business agreement, and it felt surreal. He didn't get a chance to contemplate that it could be for another man.
As he thought about the baby that was now no more, his heart grew heavy. He found himself regarding the young woman on bed and gritted his teeth. It was not because she aggravated him, but because there were women in the world who truly cared for their babies. Cared for babies who were as old as a few weeks.
It led him to think about his own mother and his lips pressed into a thin line. While there were mothers like this young woman who grieved for losing their weeks old baby, his mother had left him for a mistake that wasn't even committed by him.
Kyle was seven when she left him. She never came back. It always stoked his anger whenever he thought about her because she left him for a mistake his father made.
He had also been a child. Although seven, he needed no one but her. It's also because of her why he hated every other woman. It was the impact she left on his mind why he was rude to this woman a while ago.
"Mr. Panther," A gentle touch on his shoulder awakened him from his trance.
Kyle blinked and found the doctor in front of him.
"The shock of losing the baby knocked her unconscious. But there is no need for concern. We've put her on better medication. When she regains her senses, her condition will have improved."
The doctor left him in the ward alone. After a few minutes, Kyle frowned as he wondered why he was wasting his time in the hospital.
He turned around and walked out of the room. In the elevator, he kept staring at the letter. An unknown feeling washed over him. Even if the letter wasn't for him, the words resonated with him. And that woman, that woman occupied his mind even after he had arrived at his office.
The meeting, which was delayed because of her, hardly made sense. He couldn't focus as he mulled over how he was going to compensate her for her loss. Certainly, she didn't want his money or wanted to do anything with him. But his moral compass guided him to offer restitution.
When the meeting got over, he summoned his PA, Titus Banker, to his cabin. Titus was a man in his mid thirties. He entered with a polite nod and waited for his boss' command.
"Titus, prepare a bouquet of colorful roses and send it over to a patient in ward 766 in Sigma hospital. Don't forget to place an apology card in it." He seemed to think for a second.
Later he added, "The patient is a young woman who lost a baby. I... I Accidentally hit her."
The look on Titus' face was incredulous. Kyle ignored it.
"I want her to know I'm deeply saddened by her loss and seek her forgiveness. Send her flowers everyday till she's there, okay?"
"Sure, sir."
Kyle flexed his shoulders, feeling weird. He had never done a good thing for a woman out of a good mood, much less out of contrition. In fact, he had never done anything for any woman besides Lila Calvin, his one and only female best friend.
He felt better knowing that the flowers and his apology would reach the woman, so he returned to his work.
He came back home after a hectic day. He was in the middle of removing his shirt in the middle of his dark bedroom when someone jumped in front of him.
"Booo!" A woman with a petite figure, wearing a ghost mask, screamed with her hands in front of her, intending to scare him.
"That's not even remotely funny, Lila. Try something else." Kyle dragged the words out lazily and buttoned his shirt back, a small grin playing on his lips.
The woman lifted the mask with a huff and frowned, "Then tell me what am I supposed to do to scare you, Mr. Panther?"
Lila Calvin folded her arms to display her annoyance as she pouted, "I used worms, insects, and other disgusting crawling creatures on you. Nothing seems to work on you though."
Kyle shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe you can show me your no-makeup face in the middle of the night."
"KYLE!" Lila hollered and started running after him all around his bedroom.
"Trust me, your no-makeup face can terrify kids too. Then who am I?!" Kyle hopped and slid over the sofa set like a ninja warrior competitor, running out of Lila's grasp smoothly.
Still, she persisted and whimpered, making it a mission to catch him.
"Give up, plus size!"
"Kyle, that's outrageous! I'm not plus size." His remark fueled her stamina and she caught the back of his collar.
Kyle took the same moment to look over his shoulder and stumbled, losing his balance. Lila was after him. She propelled into him while he went down, falling on his chest on the floor.
Butterflies fluttered in her belly. She couldn't resist Kyle up this close. She had fallen for him since she started comprehending between good and bad at a young age. Kyle made her feel things.
"Hey, get up! You'll crush me under your wait." He playfully hit her head, breaking her trance.
With a subtle grin and deep flush on her cheeks, Lila got up. She looked away while smoothing her clothes to hide her blush. But deep within her, a vortex of desires unfurled. Kyle was the man of her dreams. Her first love. Her everything. Only she knew what it meant to have shared such closeness with him.
Alas, he only saw her as his friend. A girl who was his best friend.
Tbc...
76"What? Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Lila said between a laugh as she pulled Kyle's cheek.They were sitting in the ward, with Lila on the bed and a cannula inserted into the back of her hand. Her face was ashen and her lips utterly dry. In just a few hours, her color had diminished a great deal, making her look sicker than she was. "Don't provoke me, Lila." Kyle grumbled. "Why did you keep eating the soup after tasting cinnamon in it? If it’s ninety percent Jessica’s fault then you’re responsible for what’s left.” "I truly had no idea." She pouted. "Jessica said it was some special energy-boosting recipe… something like that! So I thought it was meant to taste weird. I didn’t think she’d actually do something to hurt me.” Kyle looked away. He despised the way he treated Jessica. She had been his guest.... And injured. But he handled her like some enemy who was faking her illness. Not to mention the look on her face. The sad look. It said a thousand things. He felt
75Jasmine's POVI ate Kyle's food. I used his room. I wore clothes brought by him from his money for me. He went out of the way to make me feel home, which is something not even blood-related people will do for you these days.But Kyle did it. For me.So how can I leave without one last talk with him?"Mari, can I get a pen and paper?"Much to my dismay, Mari pulled out a medium-sized diary and a pen from under the pocket on her apron and waved it at me with a sad smile."I thought you'd never ask for this." She said as I took it from her."I thought I'll leave quietly. But that would be unfair to Kyle. He deserves to know that I'm not going because of him... And that... I'll miss him too." I sat down in a chair near a table that I used as a desk to write my fin
74Jasmine's POV I would sleep under a bridge, or behind trash cans, or in dark and creepy alleys— But I won't stay here. I was about to lie to Mari about a friend I just made in my mind when she interjected, "Sky can help you!" "Sky?" "Yes, Sky. She's a childhood friend of mine. Super intelligent and extremely beautiful. She comes from my hometown but her hard work paid off, and now she's a successful Air Hostess." Mari shared about her friend. It was a good proposal and I could use Mari's help. But taking her help meant staying in connection with her— which is something I don't want with anyone from this house. It's not because I'm being ungrateful, but because I'm too ashamed and heartbroken to see anyone from my past. "Mari, I don't—" "Hear me out before you say no." Mari cut my words. "Sky had a somewhat similar experience like you, Miss Jessica. Her husband left her for another woman and she had a two year old son back then. She was going to divorce him and leave with her
73Jasmine's POV Thanks so much God. If anything had happened to her then I would have never been able to forgive myself.My relief, nevertheless, was short lived as now I was supposed to make a difficult decision in my life. "Mari," I took her hand and squeezed it. "You all have been very nice to me. You, Jojo, and... Kyle." My voice cracked over his name. I forced my lips to smile between twinkling eyes. "I don't think I was ever welcomed this way by someone who was a stranger. I didn't feel like I was a stranger here! You kept me company like you always knew me. But..." A tear escaped my eyes and considering how Mari's hand was twitching in mine, I could bet that she interpreted what I was about to say. "Miss, sir won't appreciate it. I mean... Yeah he was very rude and angry but... You can't just leave." "You saw us yesterday?" Mari lowered her head as she apologetically nodded, "I heard him calling your name and couldn't stop myself from following after him. I... Saw him s
72Jasmine's POV Mari came back to me and held my hand. Her red face was turning white as she stared at me as if creepy blisters were forming on my once beautiful face. "Should I call doctor Jayson for you? You don't look well to me, Miss Jessica. You... Look utterly pale. It doesn't look healthy to me." I smiled sadly at her as I sat up straight. My attempt was smooth and I didn't wince either. That's because I felt no pain. Well, honestly, I had no idea whether I was in pain or my entire body was drowning in pain. Every inch of my body was numb. I didn't understand where the pain started or ended. Kyle's words didn't leave my mind. Every word echoed and struck me like a bolt of lightning, increasing my pain. I was thinking about our confrontation and tears formed in my eyes again. But before another tear spilled, Mari's soft touch landed on my hand. When I saw her face, she looked genuinely sorry for me."I know you feel miserable, Miss Jessica. I would feel too if someone was
71 Jasmine's POVI've been told many heart-shattering things over the past few days. I've been held captive and immobile by my husband. Received slave-like treatment from his mistress and her friends. But none of that hurt the way Kyle's words hurt.Tears carved glistening trails down my face as I clutched my mouth to contain my sobs. Kyle's pull was hard and strong. It sent a painful current through my midriff but I didn't scream back then.I was afraid that he might take my crying as fake, and hurt me. Although I know his actions were led by anger and his protectiveness towards Lila, I swear on my dead child that I didn't do anything on purpose.I didn't add anything extra... Or to cause any kind of pain to anyone. I didn’t know Lila had a cinnamon allergy, let alone how so much of it made its way into the soup. The last time I tasted it, it was delicious and fine. Every spice was in balance.Aah, spasms ran through my belly. I felt like a thousand knives were stabbed in my stomach.