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CHAPTER 20: CEREMONY
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I'm His Lover CHAPTER 21: PRE-HONEYMOON
Four hours into the seemingly endless 8-hour flight, I stirred from my slumber, and to my surprise, Mark was still peacefully asleep beside me. I took advantage of this quiet moment to catch up on what had been transpiring in the world for the past three days. For some inexplicable reason, I had deliberately avoided all forms of social media during that time. As I unlocked my phone, I discovered that I was tagged in a new I*******m post by the wedding photographer. She had posted a selection of our wedding photos, capturing moments like the big reveal and one with the entire crew, where we were all caught in fits of laughter. Scrolling down further, I came across another tagged photo, this time from Abby. It was a selfie we had snapped at the reception, and I couldn't help but smile as I remembered the fun we had. Abby was truly a wonderful person, and I hoped to maintain our friendship. To my surprise, I realized that I had several more tagged posts waiting for my attention. Mark's
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 22: HEALTH DETERIORATE
MARK I nudged Alyanna gently, my excitement for the day bubbling over. "Wake up! Wake up!" I exclaimed, eager to kickstart the official beginning of our honeymoon. Alyanna groaned and muttered, "5 more minutes." I couldn't let her linger in slumber any longer. I pulled the covers back, revealing that she was soaked in sweat, her brow furrowed with discomfort. "Come on, it's time to rise and shine," I insisted, my voice brimming with anticipation. She finally relented, sitting up and yawning. "Fine, I'm up," she conceded, heading to the bathroom to change. "So, what's on the agenda today?" she inquired from the bathroom. My mind, however, wasn't on our plans for the day. I couldn't help but wonder why she was sweating so profusely. My concern lingered as she returned from the bathroom, giving me a quizzical look. I snapped back to the present. "Oh, uh, surfing," I replied, still puzzled by her condition. "Cool. I'll just grab my swimsuit, we'll get breakfast, and then head to the
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 23: RETURN OF CANCER
I woke up with a persistent stomach ache and a throbbing headache. It seemed like it hadn't gone away from the previous day. As I slowly opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't in my own bed or the hotel's bed; I was in a hospital bed. My hand felt something warm and comforting. I turned my head to see Mark sitting in a chair beside me, his gaze fixed on the floor, and his hand firmly holding mine. I wanted to say something, to reassure him that I was okay, but my voice eluded me. It was as if I could talk, but the words just wouldn't come out. So, I opted to squeeze his hand instead. His head snapped up, and he perched on the edge of the bed. "Alyanna, are you okay?" he asked, concern lacing his words. I gave him a tentative sideways thumbs-up. "I'm going to get the doctor and let her know you're awake, alright?" I nodded, though I didn't want him to leave. I wanted his comforting presence by my side. There were many uncertainties, but one thing felt undeniably right—Mark. He woul
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 24: VULNERABILITIES
I learned a great deal about Mark during our time together. He shared stories about his mom, his childhood friends, and his experiences in elementary, middle, and high school. He recounted his college years and even opened up about Callie, his ex-girlfriend whom I had the chance to meet. He told me about what had transpired between them, which had left him harboring strong feelings of resentment. In turn, I shared my own life story with him. I talked about my mom, both what I remembered from my childhood and my present circumstances. I discussed my friendships and recounted my experiences in elementary, middle, and high school. College was a topic of discussion as well, though I admitted to being uncertain about whether I wanted to pursue it. Mark asked me about one of my exes, and I reasoned that he'd likely forget about her eventually. In the end, I chose to share the details of my first battle with cancer. Charlie's voice pulls me back from my thoughts about the previous night, wh
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 25: HUNGER PAINS
Two weeks after our arrival in Hawaii, I find myself in the emergency room at six in the evening, waiting for the attending physician to give the all-clear. My stomach is also rumbling with hunger. "Mark," I whine. He responds, "Yes?" "I'm hungry," I pout. We won't have to wait much longer, and then we can head back to the hotel and grab something to eat. Mark is currently going through the contents of the luggage he brought. "No! The first restaurant that comes to mind is where we're having our meal," I insist. "Okay, okay. Can you please be patient for just two more minutes?" He pleads. "Just two minutes, not a moment longer," he adds, setting a timer. I agree. Those two minutes felt like an eternity. My stomach was on the verge of a revolt due to the emptiness when the doctors finally arrived, ten minutes after being called. "Alyanna, I sincerely apologize for the delay," Dr. Elaine says. "Well, it's all right," I pretend to be understanding. Mark gives me a look, and I can'
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 26: DREAM TRIP
"What do you mean you're going to Europe?" Mark struggles to keep pace as I practically sprint to our new gate. "We're going to Europe, not just me," I reply, briefly turning around before continuing to hurry. "You know what I meant. Now, can you slow down?" He pleads, and I do so only when we reach the gate. "Can you explain it to me now?" "We're going to Europe because it's been my lifelong dream, and I'll be starting treatment in a week. For the next six months to a year, I'll be too ill to do anything," I explain, my voice choked with emotion. I hear the loudspeaker announcing the flight to London, UK, and tears threaten to well up in my eyes. "Now, you can board that plane with me, or you can go back home and wait for me to return in a week. I'm doing this, with or without you." "Shouldn't we call your dad? He'll be expecting you home," Mark suggests, a hopeful expression on his face. "No! He'd do everything in his power to bring me home, and it would work. Besides, I don't h
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 27: BACK HOME
"What do you mean you're going to Europe?" Mark struggles to keep pace as I practically sprint to our new gate. "We're going to Europe, not just me," I reply, briefly turning around before continuing to hurry. "You know what I meant. Now, can you slow down?" He pleads, and I do so only when we reach the gate. "Can you explain it to me now?" "We're going to Europe because it's been my lifelong dream, and I'll be starting treatment in a week. For the next six months to a year, I'll be too ill to do anything," I explain, my voice choked with emotion. I hear the loudspeaker announcing the flight to London, UK, and tears threaten to well up in my eyes. "Now, you can board that plane with me, or you can go back home and wait for me to return in a week. I'm doing this, with or without you." "Shouldn't we call your dad? He'll be expecting you home," Mark suggests, a hopeful expression on his face. "No! He'd do everything in his power to bring me home, and it would work. Besides, I don't h
I'm His Lover CHAPTER 28: CHEMOTHERAPY
As soon as I hear the phone ringing, I abruptly wake up from a deep slumber. It might not even be my phone, but I can't be certain, and I'm not inclined to investigate. The sound of someone entering the room indicates it's Mark's phone. He appears to be conversing with someone related to his work when I hear him say, "Hey... no, I can't come in today... I already told you why..." What!? "No, dad, I'm not coming in today!" Did John forget? Because I was present when Mark called him to let him know that I will begin chemotherapy the next day. Then it hits me. Today is my first day of chemotherapy. I wait for Mark to conclude his call and leave the room before I readjust my position and sit up. After slipping into one of Mark's sweatshirts that I found in a box, I reach for my glasses and head to the kitchen. "Hi," I greet him in the most cheerful tone I can muster. Mark inquires, "Hi, how was your sleep?" as he prepares coffee for himself and then moves over to the Keurig to make so
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