David sat in the hallway of the hospital, his elbows resting on his knees, and his hands clasped tightly together like they were the only thing keeping him steady. His eyes remained fixed on the double doors of the emergency room, patiently waiting.He had been there for hours now, but they felt like nothing to him. His grandfather's collapse had shaken him more than he dared to admit.When he had first seen Emma rushing down the corridor with her assistant, he wasn’t sure what expression to wear.Relief? Frustration? Anger?He wasn’t even sure anymore. A part of him had hoped she had a good reason for ignoring his calls—three of them in a row—but deep down... he couldn't help the anger he felt.Fortunately, he was in Grandpa’s house when he collapsed. David and the butler had carried the old man out of the study, his face pale and breathing labored, and rushed him to the hospital. It was in that frantic moment, as Dr. Allen examined Grandpa with urgency in his voice, that the older d
The moment Emma heard the voice on the other end of the phone, her heart skipped a beat. The words "emergency" and "come immediately" were enough to wipe away every trace of joy Christian’s surprise had brought her. She barely said a word into the phone before ending the call, standing up in a rush. Her hand trembled slightly as she grabbed her coat."I have to go," she quickly said as she gathered her things.Christian stood up as well, eyes filled with concern. "Let me drive you."Emma shook her head. "No, don't worry. I'll just go on my own. Thank you, Christian. I’m really sorry about tonight."She leaned in and kissed him—quick, soft, and filled with apology. He brushed her cheek and gave her a small smile. "Just be safe, okay? Go."Emma nodded and rushed out the door.The cold air hit her again, harsher this time, but she didn’t notice. Her thoughts were racing as fast as the wheels of her car. The night outside was blurred by streetlights as she sped toward the hospital.When s
It had been a long, grueling day. Emma’s legs ached and her shoulders were heavy from hours of standing and managing emergencies. The cold wind outside didn’t help either, cutting through her coat as she finally made it to her apartment building. Her only plan tonight was to take a long, hot bath and pass out in bed.As she stepped into her apartment, her brows furrowed. The entire place was dark. Strange. Sophie and Claire were usually up at this hour—Sophie often scrolling through her phone, Claire trying to sneak in extra cartoons before bed. She gently closed the door behind her and instinctively reached out for the light switch. The moment the switch flicked, her tired eyes widened in disbelief.The living room was filled with a soft, golden glow. Fairy lights twinkled around the ceiling edges. Candles flickered gently on the table. The soft aroma of flowers lingered in the air, mixed with a faint hint of vanilla. There were flower petals spread neatly on the floor, leading from
Henry was seen on his knees, hunched over his latest creation—a magnificent fort complete with towers and arches, his small fingers busy clicking the final bricks into place.The sound of the front door opening barely registered in his mind until he heard familiar footsteps. His head perked up, eyes lighting up with excitement.“Daddy!” he exclaimed, abandoning the fort and racing toward the tall figure who had just stepped into the house.David barely had time to shut the door before Henry launched himself into his arms. He chuckled as he scooped the boy up, giving him a tight, warm hug. “Hey there, champ,” he said, ruffling his son’s dark curls. “Wow, someone missed me.”Henry grinned from ear to ear. “I made something amazing! Come see!”David let Henry drag him over to the LEGO structure. He knelt beside him, nodding in approval. “This is impressive, Henry. Did you build this all by yourself?”Henry nodded proudly. “Yes! I wanted to make a castle just like the one in the storybook
The night air was cool, brushing softly against Emma's skin as she stood on the balcony, nursing a glass of wine. Her eyes stared blankly into the distance, yet her mind was anything but calm.What was wrong with her?She had asked herself the same question too many times now. Why couldn’t she just love Christian back the way he loved her? He was everything a woman could want, yet, her heart refused to fully accept him. Even after agreeing to be with him, even after trying to open her heart, she still couldn't. It was as if her body and mind stood on one side of a wall, while her heart refused to climb over.She remembered the look on Christian's face as he stood to leave earlier. That mixture of disappointment and quiet hurt. It carved into her deeper than she expected.Was Sophie right all along?Maybe her attempt to be with Christian hurt him more than intended. Maybe her heart just wasn’t ready. Or worse, maybe it was closed off for good.Why couldn’t she just open up? Her body,
"Thanks for the ride, Felix," Emma said as she stepped out of the car and adjusted her coat. The night air was cool against her skin, and her thoughts still lingered on the conversation they had during the drive.Felix gave her a small nod from the driver’s seat, his expression unreadable. "Anytime, Emma. Get some rest."With a quiet smile, she turned and made her way toward the apartment building. Just as she reached the steps leading to the door, a familiar voice called out."Emma?"She turned, startled, only to see Christian walking toward the entrance from the parking lot, a laptop bag slung over his shoulder."Christian," she greeted with a smile. "You're back late."He nodded, stepping closer. "Yeah, long day at the company. You? I thought you'd be spending the whole evening with Sophie?"Emma let out a tired sigh. "Yes, I was with her... but I decided to leave early."Christian studied her face closely, his brows drawing together. "You okay? You seem a little off. Want to talk
Emma was outside the restaurant waiting for her ride. She pulled her coat tighter around her as the evening wind picked up.Her eyes scanned the sidewalk for her ride, her phone still clutched in her hand as she prepared to call the driver. If she had known she would be leaving this early, she would have brought her car with her.Emma sighed, feeling a bit guilty. She knew she had just lied to Sophie about the surgery, but that was the only excuse she could instantly come up with.Just as she was about to dial, a voice called out behind her."Emma!"She turned quickly, her brows lifting in surprise. "Felix?"There he was, casually dressed in a dark sweater and jeans, his hands tucked into his pockets. His face carried a light smirk, but his eyes studied her carefully."You again?" she said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "This is getting suspicious."Felix chuckled as he approached. "What can I say? Fate seems to have a way of tossing us into each other’s paths lately. What are you
Allison sat in the backseat of the sleek black car, tugging and smoothing the wrinkles from her rumpled dress. Her lipstick had been completely wiped off, her hair was a mess, and the faint scent of Gavin still lingered on her skin. She wiped at her lips with the back of her hand, frowning in distaste. They were slightly swollen, a reminder of what had just happened in the bathroom of the bar.She rolled down the window halfway, letting the cool night breeze hit her face and whip through her hair. Maybe it would help clear her thoughts. Maybe it would blow away the feeling that clung to her like sweat.She didn’t regret it. Not even a little bit.She lived for herself. That was the simple truth. She did what she wanted, when she wanted. No one had the right to question her choices.Certainly not David. After all, it had been months—months since he even looked at her with any sexual desire. She was a woman, not a statue. She had urges, too. And if her own man wouldn’t touch her, she ha
Sophie walked back to the table with a slight frown, followed closely by one of the security guards.Her eyes scanned the table, and when she noticed that Allison had already left, her face fell. With an irritated sigh, she dropped her purse on the table and muttered,"Ugh, I wish she had stayed longer. I would have put her in her place properly, and embarrassed her to the point that she wouldn't step out of her house for a whole week. Nonsense!"Gavin, who had been sitting quietly, stood up quickly and said, "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom," before walking off.Sophie apologized to the security guard, and sat back down and crossed her legs, turning to Emma with a look of disbelief. "Can you believe her nerve? Showing up at our table like she belonged there. Honestly, how can someone be so shameless? How have you been tolerating her irritating presence all this while?!"She continued ranting, waving her hands slightly as she spoke, clearly still annoyed by Allison's earlier in