Darell believed that arguing with him was pointless. He removed his phone from his pocket and once more checked the tracker's location. She remained in the medical facility. Darell decided he wouldn't rely on the media room or the control room to find Marcelyn; he would search for her on his own.He left the media room and went back to the floor where Marcelyn was first seen. He stopped people at random and inquired about any long-haired women wearing shorts and a shirt. While some are completely ignored, others politely school their heads."This hospital is very large. You shouldn't continue to ask people where you can find the person you're looking for, in my opinion. If you need assistance, you can ask the people in the media room upstairs," an elderly woman informed him. Averting his eyes. If only she had known that the reason he was taking the manual route was to avoid being caught by the control room and media while looking for Marcelyn.He attempted to smile. "I'll do that, t
Although Hannah had fading memories of her time at home and her room, she could still feel the sense of belonging and attachment to it when she opened the doors. Her toys and playthings were nearly kept away and a few things had been replaced in her room, but she loved them still. Home sweet home.“I’m back baby!” She twittered and bounced on her bed, scaring off the little birds that had perched on the window panes. A rattling knock sounded on her door. “Come in!”A woman in her mid-thirties walked into the room and bowed curtly. Her hair was tied up in a nearby bun and a white apron hung down her neck. It was obvious that she was the cook...or one of the cooks.Hannah smiled so widely at her that her eyes closed into a thin line. Leah couldn't help but smile at her young boss.“MDarell has sent for you. She's waiting at the dining to eat breakfast, ma'am,” Leah announced.“Oh cool! I'll be there shortly”, Hannah winked. Leah gave a light chuckle and turned to leave. “By the way, wh
Hannah began to visualize the baby coming through her during labor and could already hear the baby's cries in her head. It was challenging to overcome both the stress and the fear at once. The nurse's voice, calling her to push forward into reality, could be heard. She didn't want to continue because she was exhausted. She had driven herself to the point where she was unable to endure the suffering any longer. Hannah exclaimed in tears, "Mmmmm! Ahhh!" She knew she had to overcome the obstacle to the life she carried inside her as well as the drive to become a hero to herself. In the end, Hannah was able to conquer her fear. When her daughter was placed on her breast after five hours of laborious work, a motherly sense of pride pervaded every cell in her body. She could quickly hear her body's heartbeat. The 25-year-old woman felt extremely proud of herself for overcoming one of her biggest personal obstacles and becoming a mother. She felt even more uplifted by the midwives' cong
Hannah jumped dramatically in front of her mother's room with her arms open, singing gayly, "Ta-da!". Her daughter, who had just returned home after spending eighteen years away, caught her attention as the older version of the attractive young woman, who was busy rubbing her face with a cleanser, turned.Amanda said, rising from the stool with a motherly grin. Hannah rushed over to her mother and gave her a loving embrace. Amanda, who was on the verge of tears, stroked her daughter's red hair. To control her sobs, Amanda sniffled and hugged her daughter close."Are you crying, Mom?" She patted her daughter in the warm embrace while grinning and sobbing at the same time.Hannah pulled away from her mother and grabbed her by the hand. She resembled her mother in split-second detail. They have identical round lips, red hair, and sky-blue eyes. Don't mind the freckles, dot. Amanda also had some wrinkles and was a bit chubbier. Hannah was 23 years old and had a model-like figure. Her wo
Darell was roused from his sleep by the sound of the gate banging. He felt his muscles aching from all the climbing and walking they had done during the night. He got out of bed groggily to deal with the disturbance at the gate. Marcelyn was standing outside when he stepped out onto the porch. She kicked the gate even harder as he scoffed and turned to go inside.Darell strutted to the gate and rough-handed the bars. He irritatedly glared at her with his piercing blue eyes. "You're making a lot of noise this early in the morning, why, huh?"Marcelyn pulled the bars irritably, pleading, "Let me in."I'd rather not. "Now get out!"Marcelyn made an unflinching threat, "I will keep banging on the gates hard until you let me in."She didn't know how the laws worked, so he scowled, "Go on, kick it down, the police will come looking for you next, then you'll spend your entire life in prison."Marcelyn held, addressing his gaze, "You don't scare me. He said, walking back to the house, "Grea
Marcelyn called him out for lying. He was not a wolf, as she could already tell. She continued, "You're human."Chris laughed awkwardly, wondering what was taking Darell so long. "When you knew that, why then did you ask me?"When Darell entered the house, he discovered his beta waiting for him. He familiarly smiled and placed the papers in his hands on the desk. When Marcelyn saw Darell, she grinned because she had grown accustomed to seeing him constantly.He poked fun at the two of them, observing Chris's unease with Marcelyn's presence on his face.He persuaded his friend, telling him to relax and assuring him that "she's not going to do anything to you.""She seems to be doing pretty well," Chris grinned. I should be able to follow along."Marcelyn picked up some of the papers Darell had thrown on the table and said, "What are those? I saw a lot of it at the hospital yesterday.". Darell and Chris exchanged stern looks. Chris gave Darell the look that said, "You've got a lot of e
The smell in the library was distinctive. Bobby entered the room and immediately detected the invigorating aroma of fresh ideas coming from the books that were waiting to be read. The antiquated aroma of old book pages, the unread books on the shelves, and the aroma of dust coming from those books, a meal that students brought to the library. Students wearing cologne and perfume as they walked next to him, students sweating from participating in sports, and other smells ranging from pleasant to repulsive.He quickly became depressed once the distinct aroma of unwashed clothes and cigarette smoke entered his nose. The library was alive with all these different smells when they were combined. The library wouldn't have any scents without them, making it lifeless. Chris found it impossible to think of himself being installed there and not smelling anything.He gained a completely new perspective on books when he touched the clean bindings of the old and new books. Although it was old,
Bella's heart raced as she struggled to understand what had happened. Where would she go if she got into trouble trying to explain where she was going?She covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh no!" She was unable to recall the exact steps she took to exit her vehicle. She was unaware of whether her door had been opened by another person or by her own efforts. Bella was aware that she was alternately screaming in terror and sobbing in pain because she was genuinely unsure of whether the light was green or whether it had turned red and she had just killed someone.Bella was crying when she got out of the car and heard a man screaming, "You had the green! You had the green!" She gave him a big hug and kept crying as she did so. The embrace was short-lived because she had to find out what had happened to the driver and passengers. If there were any, they were still upside down in the Toyota Camry that was the other car. People standing close to the Toyota shouted that a baby was in the