Twelve days laterMORGANAI opened my eyes, trying to process the surroundings. The lights were bright, and I heard beeps from the heart monitor echoing in the room. A strong buzzing in my ears. I woke up with a headache, probably the effect of the anesthesia wearing off. A taste of blood invaded my throat, and my hands and arms had all kinds of venous accesses. One of my legs was suspended and bandaged, and my abdomen was also wrapped and sore.I didn't die in the accident, but that didn't mean I was okay. I moved my eyes, mapping everything, and saw Sorya lying on the sofa nearby. Then I knew I was safe. I tried to move in bed without success, and I saw the door open with Ryan's toned body appearing. His eyes were staring at me, his beautiful blue eyes wide, as dark and distant as I remembered.I wasn't sure how many days had passed. He walked alongside the bed and held my hand; his fingers were warm and comforting. I tried to smile, but I wasn't sure of the effect it had."You woke
Morgana FosterAn hour had passed. Sorya sat beside me, knitting a blue-toned scarf, while Ryan was on his phone. When the door opened again, Bethany's chestnut hair swayed as she entered with an exuberant greeting.“Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!” she exclaimed, hugging me with joyful shouts, causing a slight pain upon impact. “You finally woke up!”“Hey, blondie!” I laughed, responding to her warm embrace. “Missed you too!”“Do you need more medication? Are you in pain?”“I'm okay!” I glanced around, and Ryan remained arms crossed on the sofa. Sorya eyed her with a glint in her eyes. “Let me introduce you. This is Sorya, Ryan's mother, my mother-in-law. And you've probably met him around.”“Yeah, yeah, I know your husband,” she said, air quoting with her hands. “Hello, how's it going?”“Oh! Are you a friend of my daughter's?” Sorya said. I stared for a few seconds, trying to understand the daughter's expression.“Yes, ma'am!” Beth replied, shaking her hand enthusiastically. “Best f
RYAN BURKE She still wanted a divorce. I sighed tiredly. Even after this accident, even after everything I did to save her life. She still wants to leave me. And I can't allow that to happen! I don't want that to happen. Being close to her in this most critical moment, almost losing her to death, jolted me into thinking about what I feel for her. I sat on the couch beside her, continuing to review the latest company projects.Nearly two weeks away, and I needed to catch up to prepare for and take over the new projects. I received several insistent calls from Elena these days; she came here once last week. I didn't go out to talk to her and instructed James not to allow her approach. I know exactly what she wants from me.I couldn't accept her back into my life. If I did that, I could say goodbye to everything I was planning with Morgana. She would never be with me if I had any ties with Elena, and I can't take that risk now. I hope deep down that she understands. Morgana's brown eyes
RYAN BURKE I drove to Menace Lounge, Stefan’s bar, ordered a bottle of wine, and walked to the private area of the bar. As soon as I sat down, I emptied my glass, hoping my drink would drown my sorrows. I nervously lit a cigarette and called Stefan: “Hello, my dear cousin!” his voice was cheerful, as always “To what do I owe the honor of your call this time of the afternoon?” “No sarcasm, Stefan!” my voice remained cold and restless “Come to Menace. I need to talk to you!” “Okay, okay, Mr. Hothead. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” The call ended with a beep. A few minutes later, he walked through the door of the private room with another bottle of wine. “I thought it was wise to bring more wine!” he said, sitting next to me, filling a glass “What’s so important that you had to call me at this hour? Did something happen to Morgana?” “No.” I stayed silent for a few minutes, gathering strength, then completed the sentence “Elena is pregnant...” “Holy shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!
Two weeks later, still in recovery. MORGANA FOSTER I didn’t feel comfortable with Ryan’s departure. In the past few days, he was solely occupied with the company. Sorya told me everything he did for me and how he stayed here to take care of me in the previous weeks. I noticed he was thinner; perhaps, focusing on nutrition wasn’t his priority. I felt foolish for not recognizing his effort, but I couldn’t let feelings bloom in my heart again. I needed to be sane to exit this relationship. We married for a contract, a sham marriage without emotions. However, I broke that rule in the first year, and he shattered my heart by consistently choosing Elena. So, why would I maintain having feelings now? Days in that hospital passed. Ryan had returned to the company and visited me a few times, more frequently when Elliot started coming after his shifts. After that day when he left for a meeting, he didn’t stay around much, always receiving mysterious calls and leaving. James visited me and
Morgana Foster The morning after the doctor’s visit, Bethany was still here organizing all the things I still had scattered around the room. I couldn’t ask for a better friend than her. My heart was mostly shattered, but on the other hand, warmed by the affection and comfort of having someone to rely on in these moments. You must think I’m super selfish, right? Not accepting Ryan’s child. It’s not about the child; I would be willing to love it as if it were mine. It’s about the betrayal and the extent it reached. It generated a new life. And it would be a constant bond between them; I didn’t want to be in the middle again. I sighed, watching Bethany finish packing my clothes into the bag. “Where are we going now?” She asked. “I was thinking of our downtown apartment.” I replied “It’s not far from here.” “As much as I love you, our little apartment in downtown Rookgaard doesn’t offer the necessary comfort for you now.” she said, tapping her fingers on her lips “We can go to y
Morgana Foster I’m home, but I couldn’t sleep, despite being tired. Every time I closed my eyes, I ended up thinking about Ryan and the hot kiss we exchanged yesterday. Damn. I can’t give in to desires and let this feeling grow again. I huffed, throwing the pillow over my face, muffling a scream. Bethany had gone to the hospital, but before that, she came here and checked all my bandages, my medications. I want to repay her, and I know she won’t accept, but she deserves it for taking such good care of me. I looked outside the bed, and the crutches were on the side. I stretched, looking at the phone clock; it was already 9:00 am. Ryan should have already left for work, so I could go have my coffee. I walked slowly to the kitchen, got a shock seeing Ryan in a pink apron cooking, Winnie drinking a cup of coffee and chuckling softly at her boss. I sat at the table, watching the scene until they noticed my presence. “Oh, ma’am! Want some coffee?” Winnie said with na inviting and welco
ELLIOT SHARON Even after all these days away from Morgana, it feels like not a single day has passed. When she entered the hospital on the verge of an anaphylactic shock, and I had to stay calm to operate on her, what I feel for her became bigger and more intense. The tiny thread of hope of having her with me was enough not to give up. Up until today, of course, it was a platonic love, but I was determined to win her heart since she decided to divorce. I'm interrupted from my thoughts by Lucia, one of my interns. "Dr. Sharon?" I turned abruptly from the chair, facing her leaning against the wall holding a clipboard with patient records. I furrowed my eyebrows and rubbed my eyes, fixing my tangled hair. I had been on duty for a few hours, and it had just dawned; I was trying to nap, but in the past few days, I couldn't think of anything else in my free hours, only her. "We have to go through the postoperative visits today," she continued. "The others are waiting for you to join us