At the hospital, Alex found himself in the company of his parents, who had arrived nearly an hour earlier. The worry etched across his mother's face remained palpable, despite his repeated reassurances. Her brown eyes remained fixed on his expression, a constant vigil to ensure his well-being."Your grandfather wanted to come, but given his current health, we couldn't allow it," his father informed him, and Alex nodded in understanding. His expectations of his grandfather's presence were low, especially given their strained relationship since his divorce from Sophia.Although his grandfather had been sick for the last few months, even before then, their meetings with each other were always short and brief. Grandfather's actions towards him were not just because of the divorce, but also, cause of how Alex had been persistent and stubborn about Alice, at first. They conversed for a while before Mr. Carter stood up and stepped out of the ward to make a call. Alex sighed. Feeling ove
Elena's trembling hand reached for the door handle, her heart racing as she turned the knob and cautiously pushed the door open. Her expression, a delicate mask hiding turbulent emotions, revealed nothing of her intentions.Inside, her gaze fixed on the meticulously made bed, the curtains drawn tightly shut, and a black purse resting on the pristine sheets. Just why?Why is he suddenly after Sophia?There was nothing wrong over the past years, he was leaving his life normal and okay, pulling himself out of the social circle and not mingling with women, but why now all of a sudden?Everything felt out of place, and it was giving her a pounding headache. Of course, she is happy for Alex. But is this what she wants? And is this the best for him? Probably not. For him to reconcile and rekindle his love for Sophia. He might get hurt again. 'I want Alex to be delighted, or rather pleased and happy'. Elena internally reminded herself to wade the fact that she was growing nuts recalling
Seeing her father after so many years filled her insides with a feeling she despised—and a father she had begun to despise.Sophia stood straight, not allowing the man before her to see her waver in his presence, not even a little bit, "What are you doing here, Father-" she paused, a smile pulled up her lips before she opened up to speak again, her words sliced through the tranquility of the atmosphere, "Oh, that was a mistake. What are you going here, Mr Smith?" she rephrased her words, and the flicker of emotions that flashed through his eyes didn't go unnoticed by her—nothing about him right now could go unnoticed by her.He was aging, a sliver of gray hair ran down his smoothly brushed hair, and the wrinkle by the edge of his eyes was obvious—too obvious, Sophia noted. And lastly, she didn't fail to notice that her father now walked with a stick, one that staked through his majestic charm."I didn't come here to repeat myself, Aliyah. I'm here to see your rumored twins. The one yo
"Yes, you are speaking with the right person," her heart sank, and her fingers instinctively tightened on the steering wheel."There are a few other numbers, but this one was starred as a favorite. Are you someone close?" The question hung heavy in the air.A subtle ache nagged at her as she asked, "What happened?""The patient has been moved to the hospital already. The car crashed with another; both drivers survived with fatal injuries, but the man sitting in the rear seat of the second car had more injuries and a cut on the head—it seemed to be more than just a cut," the person on the other end of the line said breathlessly. Each word filled Sophia with heavy worry; her gaze darted to the other car as it slowly drove outside the gates, and she immediately asked."Which hospital is it?" The car geared on, and her hands trembled on the wheel as the man finally answered."Greenwood Hospital,""Okay, thank you," Sophia was about to end the call but then suddenly inquired, "Sorry, do yo
"What's our course of action? She's putting everyone in a tight spot. The woman is refusing assistance from the nurses, making threats of self-harm. She's currently holding a shard of a broken glass to her stomach and also has another knife—I don't even know where she got it from. I rushed here as soon as I was instructed to look for you," Arielle explained when Sophia remained still for a moment.One. Two. Three. Four. Five seconds before Sophia finally breathed and said, "Let's go," she walked past Arielle almost missing a step and staggering but was fast enough to compose herself.Arielle limped behind her cause she had to run down here and ended up spraining her ankle, "Doc Soph, are you okay?" she asked as she noticed a tear sliding out of Sophia's eyes which she wiped off immediately."Yes, I'm okay. Please lead me to the room fast," Sophia said and glanced behind her—she glanced down and saw that Arielle was limping behind her, "You strained your ankle?" Arielle nodded and winc
In the dimly lit room, Sophia felt a surge of relief, the newborn's first cries echoed. With a sigh, she placed the second baby on the mother's chest, Patricia looked exhausted as sweat and tears trickled down her cheeks—they had used regional anesthesia, keeping her awake and aware but not feeling any pain from the lower region. She glanced down at her babies but then suddenly frowned when her gaze lowered to the baby's navel.Sophia watched as Patricia immediately checked the second child in fear—her gaze trailed to the lower part of both babies in fright. "Record the time of birth for the two. Drop the details needed and hand it over to me when you are done," Sophia muttered to Isabella before she walked over to the mother and babies and then she gently checked their vital signs."Are you okay?" she asked Patricia who entered a trance, tears trickling down her eyes, continuously and not stopping.Worried, Sophia checked for closure of incisions, after delicately handling that, her
"Why is she here?" a voice asked, it was Fiona Russell's voice, Sophia pursed her lips and her gaze fell on Elena who was leaning by the wall close to the door, her eyes puffed and red with a tinge of tears at the corners. She seemed devastated. Sophia and Elena were never close, although her relationship with Alex wasn't new to Sophia.Sophia stood unsure of how to react or what to do. The air seemed to be still for a moment. She wasn't reacting and their eyes were on her. While Ginn stood behind her.The door to the operating room was suddenly opened and the surgeons stepped out, Sophia's legs instinctively moved forward and she walked over to one of the doctors, "How is he? The patient," she inquired, trying not to seem overly worried or agitated."For now, he is alright," the doctor answered and Sophia frowned, but just before she could open her mouth to ask what he meant by that, Mrs Carter beat her to it."What do you mean for now? Is my son okay?" She asked and stepped closer,
"I had no idea that Alex was hospitalized here," Finn suddenly said from beside her. She could feel his eyes as if waiting to see if there would be any flicker of longing at the mention of the name— Sophia opened her eyes and stared at Finn and after a while, he released a deep breath and looked away—cause there was none."He was hospitalized a few days back." "Oh, have the twins met him?" he asked."Yes," she replied."And he didn't say anything?"Sophia laughed, "Aren't you being a little curious now?""Worried, not curious," He rolled his eyes.She nodded."For the sake of my sanity and my children's safety, I love the way things have been for the past six years, and the presence of whoever wasn't there before, wouldn't change a thing. Alex is their father but he was my past. So his presence now doesn't affect me, Finn." Sophia said as the doors of the elevator opened and she stepped out."I have something to attend to right now, so maybe later," that was the last thing she said b
Sophia swallowed the lump in her throat, watching him as he stared at her lip. The air between them felt so charged and hot that she could feel it prickle her skin. “Yes, I have a lot to do.” His gaze flickered back to her eyes, then she added, “But I'll clear my schedule.” “You’ll come with me?” he asked, this time softer. And his eyes… His eyes were so hopeful. Sophia gave the smallest nod, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes.” For a moment, neither of them moved. The world around them fell quiet, wrapped in the tension between them. Then he smiled. Not the smug kind, but something gentler. Warmer. Something that made her chest squeeze tightly a little. “Thank you,” he said, and somehow, those two words felt like they held more than they should have. Alex was about to retreat, but then his gaze dropped to her lips again, and his eyes simply traced the lines before he asked slowly, “Can I?” His voice was rough, and it itched something in her senses. Sophia watched his pa
Sophia felt something tight settle in her throat. Alex’s stare on her didn't make things better. But after a long moment of nothing but silence, she slowly nodded. The only reason she had wanted to brush it off as a mistake was fear that he might. If he had said that, it would have hurt her more than she’d like to admit. A deep breath escaped her lips, and she ran her fingers through her hair as nothing but silence filled the space between them. Her eyes flicked to his, and she watched the way his shoulders sagged in relief. He looked like he had been worried about what she’d say. The air between them softened. Only a little, but enough to feel it shift. Her gaze dropped to his abdomen, and she looked up at him to catch him still staring. “What did the doctor say?” She asked him after a moment. Alex unconsciously brushed his fingers across his suit. “He patched it up. And told me it'll be fine if I don't cause a strain on it.” He watched her quietly, before adding, “Don't worr
“Oh my God, you did not let him do that to you!” Beth nearly screamed. At the same time, Evelyn squealed softly like a high school teen, “Oh my God! that's so sweet.” They both stopped at their words and spared each other a glance, realizing how much they contrasted each other. “What do you mean by sweet?” Beth asked with a deep scowl on her face. “I should be asking you what you find disapproving about the situation,” Evelyn shook her head, “I promise I really get where your point is, and even more, I understand that your anger for Sophia is justified. But let’s give her a break, a little kiss never hurt anyone.” Beth shook her head and countered almost immediately, “It never hurt anyone, yeah. But can’t you fucking see Sophia is letting him in slowly. Did we really watch her go through pain all those years just so she could easily give in to his kisses on the neck this way?” Sophia groaned, thinking of a way to change the topic. She clutched her head tightly, immensely re
“It’s not as bad as it looks,” Alex said calmly, trying to button up his suit, but the way he shifted his stance gave him away. She realized he was in pain—had been for a while now. Sophia’s eyes flicked back to his arm. “Take off your shirt.” His brows lifted slightly at the demand, but when she stepped closer, giving him a serious look, he sighed and obeyed. He pulled off the suit completely, and as soon as he did, a gasp left her lips, and her worry increased. His fingers went to his buttons, working them open, revealing smooth, taut skin beneath. Or rather, it should have been smooth. Instead, her eyes landed on the bandage wrapped around his lower abdomen. It was stained red, damp with fresh blood. Sophia inhaled sharply. “Alex.” He glanced away, as if not wanting to see the look on her face. “How long have you been bleeding like this?” Alex didn’t answer immediately. In fact, he didn’t know what to say, standing in front of her glare. “Since we got here,” he
After dinner, Adeline had suggested they watch a cartoon, specifically choosing the one she wanted, and somehow, she had ended up falling asleep in Alex's arms because she refused to be parted from him. Aiden had also fallen asleep on the couch, between Sophia and Alex, since they were all sitting on the big couch. Sophia glanced over at Alex and noticed his attention was on the TV. For someone she had never seen watching a movie before, he seemed too interested in the Peppa Pig episode playing. Her gaze dropped to Adeline, who had her head resting on her father’s chest, her hands wrapped around his neck. Sophia’s eyes trailed back to Alex's side profile. She pressed her lips into a thin line as a warm feeling filled her heart. She was happy he had spent time with Aiden and Adeline. Aiden was still finding his way around his father's presence, though. But it was a process, and she was certain he'd eventually come around after a while. Subconsciously, her gaze dropped a litt
Despite Sophia’s earlier refusal, she ended up allowing Alex to drive her home. She couldn't bring herself to say anything after what he had said. The drive to her place remained completely silent, except for the occasional directions she had to give him. Finally, they arrived, and he drove through the gates of her house. The car slowed to a stop in the driveway, and Alex turned off the ignition. Sophia turned to him. “Are you coming in?” Instead of answering directly, he asked, “Shouldn’t I?” Her eyes flicked to his, and she pressed her lips together. A guilty feeling climbed up her throat as she realized how heartless it would be not to let him at least come inside to see Aiden and Adeline. Without another word, she simply picked up her purse and stepped out of the car, making her way toward the entrance. Alex took her silence as a ‘yes.’ As soon as he stepped out of the car, he clicked his tongue, his face twisting in pain. He shifted his suit aside and pressed a hand to
When Alex suggested taking her to meet Patricia, it didn't cross her mind that he meant literally. Not until she realized she was going with him. In his car. She let out a breath, trying hard not to turn her gaze to him. Her eyes peered through the tinted glass. She wondered why she had agreed to this—when did her heart start becoming soft this way? The car slowed down as the traffic light ahead turned red. Sophia exhaled, shifting a little in her seat as her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag. She could feel Alex’s presence beside her. He didn't even seem affected by the silence; one hand was on the steering wheel, his back was calmly rested against the chair, while his eyes remained on the road. Her gaze flickered to him slightly, and it was then she noticed how he was gripping the steering wheel, then loosening his hands around it. The action continued. “If you keep that up, I won't be able to simply ignore the fact that you're sneaking glances at me,” he suddenly sa
Alex was silent as he watched her. He didn’t know what to say—or rather, he did. He just didn’t think saying anything in this moment would make Sophia understand. She stared at him, anger glinting through her usually soft eyes. Sophia let out a dry laugh and took another step back. The more she moved away, the more he felt the distance between them widen. How exactly was he supposed to make her understand that he couldn’t just sit back? He had tried—tried to keep his promise to her. But the moment he heard what was happening in the conference room, he simply couldn’t stay out of it. “I told you not to,” she repeated, perhaps urging him to say something. But he only watched her. After a moment, he let out a deep breath, ran a hand across his face, and admitted softly, “I couldn’t sit back. I need you to understand me, Sophia.” Sophia felt her throat tighten, and she turned silent. Then, shaking her head, she shoved aside any reasoning he might have had, choosing instead to act
A couple of minutes later, Sophia finally stepped out of the conference hall. A deep breath escaped her lips, and she felt lighter than when she had stepped in. She shut the door behind her and looked up. As soon as she did, she was met with the worried gazes of not just Arielle and Finn, but also Beth and Evelyn. Her eyes widened subtly in surprise. When did they arrive? They all stood up from the waiting chairs outside the moment they saw her. She first noticed the ginger hair tightly packed into a bun before her gaze landed on the silky, flowing brown hair. “How did it go?” Finn was the first to ask as he halted in front of her. Evelyn’s soft voice sliced through the silence. “Oh, Sophia,” she said, her voice laced with concern. She stepped closer, and before Sophia could say a word, Evelyn pulled her into a warm, tight hug. Sophia stiffened, then a warmth spread through her chest. She blinked, a frown forming between her brows as she realized her eyes were wet.