Christian stepped out of the car and walked straight toward David. His face was cold, and his eyes were sharp."I've given you enough chances, David," Christian said firmly. "More than once, and now, you've lost all your chances."David frowned, confused by the sudden confrontation. Before he could ask what Christian meant, Christian went on."I gave you the first chance to protect Emma. You failed. Then, I gave you a second chance—this time, to take her away with you. I deliberately stayed out of it, hoping you'd finally make a move. But, as always, you hesitated.”David opened his mouth to respond, but Christian cut him off."You decided to still be the same coward Emma fell in love with five years ago," Christian said bluntly.David's eyes showed a flicker of emotion, but he tried to stay calm. Christian just didn't care."Do you know the difference between the both of us?” Christian suddenly asked. “You don't need to answer that; I'll tell you myself. You're a very selfish man.”"
Christian pulled up in front of Emma's house. The car ride had been quiet, really quiet. As he parked, Emma unbuckled her seatbelt and said, "Thank you." Her voice was soft, almost distant.Christian watched her closely as she reached for the door handle. He wanted to say something—anything—that would make her pause, look back, maybe smile. But Emma just stared ahead, her face tired and unreadable.Before she could step out, he gently reached for her hand.“Emma,” he said softly, “how are you feeling?”She turned her eyes to him, surprised by the touch. There was a long silence before she finally shrugged.“I’m okay,” she muttered, but even she didn’t sound convinced.Christian gave her hand a small squeeze. “Don’t think too much about everything that happened tonight, alright? I know it feels heavy right now, but things will settle. Your dad… he’ll come around.”Emma let out a bitter scoff and looked away. “You think so? He’s too wrapped up in Isabel and Allison’s vines of lies to s
"Christian… would you… be willing to be with me?”The moment the words left Emma's mouth, she shut her eyes, unsure if she had said too much or not enough. Her heart was pounding now.There was a pause on the other end. For a second, she thought maybe the line had gone dead.Then his voice came through, gentle and serious."Are you still at home?" he asked."Yes," she replied quietly."Don’t go anywhere. Just wait for me."Before she could say anything else, he hung up.Christian stared at his phone for a second, as if trying to process what just happened. Then a wide smile spread across his face. His heart raced, his hands felt a little shaky, but in the best way possible.Without wasting a second, he grabbed his keys and headed straight for the door. He didn’t care how late it was or how tired he felt. All he knew was that he needed to see Emma right now. When Christian got to Emma’s apartment, he didn’t even wait for her to buzz him in—she was already by the door, waiting.He stoo
After that chaotic and painful day, Emma's life gradually returned to its familiar rhythm.She picked up her work at the hospital again, focusing on her patients and responsibilities. Claire resumed school, her cheerful giggles echoing once more in the mornings. To outsiders, everything seemed back to normal — the same Emma, the same daily life.But inside, something had shifted.Emma and Christian were no longer just friends. They had crossed a line they hadn’t dared cross before, and although it still felt a little new, a little strange, Emma welcomed the quiet comfort it brought her. Christian's presence was steady and warm, and it wrapped around her like a safety net she didn't realize she had needed for so long.Still, some days, it surprised her just how much their relationship had changed.Like today.Emma was juggling her handbag, Claire’s lunchbox, and a folder of school papers as she stepped out of her apartment. Claire was already waiting in the backseat of the car, hummin
"The investigation into the overseas branch is getting deeper," Mr. Coleman, the Finance Director, said grimly, flipping through a folder. "They're looking into money laundering claims now. If we don’t act fast, it’s not just the fines we’re facing — it's possible criminal charges for the involved parties."A tense murmur passed through the room.David sat at the long polished conference table, his fingers loosely tapping a pen against his notepad. The heavy atmosphere in the boardroom matched the stormy skies gathering outside the tall glass windows. Around him, the board members of Lawson Enterprises discussed the growing list of problems their company was facing.He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. His voice, calm but firm. “We need to cooperate fully with the investigators. Scrub all accounts clean, audit every department, and terminate anyone even remotely involved. Transparency is the only way we survive this."Some nodded in agreement, others shifted uncomfort
The rain was falling heavily, beating against David’s windshield and making it hard to see. The wipers moved quickly, but they couldn't clear away the water fast enough. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as he pressed harder on the gas pedal.His heartbeat was racing.The road was almost empty except for his car. The rain made everything look blurry, and the tires slipped slightly every now and then. Still, he didn’t slow down. He had to find Emma, make sure she was alright.Suddenly, a flash of bright lights appeared right in front of him. Before David could react, a huge truck swerved into his lane. The truck’s big wheels were sliding on the wet road, throwing up sprays of water. Heavy crates were stacked high on the back, covered with a torn tarp that flapped wildly in the wind. Some of the crates looked like they were about to fall off.The truck driver was yelling something, waving his arms out the window, but David couldn’t hear anything. The sound of the rain poun
Suddenly, in front of him, a huge screen materialized in the air.David stared at it, confused about where it had appeared from. Then images and videos started to play on the screen.At first, the screen showed Emma’s face — glowing, full of joy and love. She was wearing a beautiful white dress, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. David could almost feel the warmth of her smile, the way it used to light up a whole room. He saw himself standing across from her, sliding a ring onto her finger. Emma’s hands were trembling slightly, but her smile never faded. When it was her turn, she slipped the ring onto his hand, her fingers brushing against his with a gentleness that made his chest tighten.The crowd around them cheered, but David only heard Emma’s soft laughter as they leaned in and kissed- a deep, passionate kiss, full of promises and dreams. It felt so real that David almost reached out to hold her, to pull her back into his arms.The images shifted, and he saw her curled
“Dammit!” David slammed his hands hard against the steering wheel, his voice rough with anger and frustration.The rain continued to pour heavily outside, the sky dark and angry. The road ahead, which had already been bad, had become even worse. Car horns blared from every direction as drivers, growing impatient, pressed down aggressively on their horns. People tried to cut each other off, swerving and pushing their way forward, causing more confusion.David gritted his teeth as he watched the cars barely move an inch. The downpour made visibility almost zero, but it didn't stop reckless drivers from pushing their way ahead. Every second wasted felt like a knife twisting in his heart. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his bloodied fingers trembling slightly. He wished he had his phone with him right now. At least he would have tried to call Emma and find out how she was doing.“Dammit!” he cursed out loudly again, silently blaming himself for being in such a hurry that
Emma sighed, knowing she couldn't pretend or hide her feelings from the one person that knew her too well."Sophie… I’ve been through a lot. That kind of heartbreak changes you. Love? Love is a luxury I can’t afford anymore."Sophie remained silent, listening with quiet intensity. Emma looked up, her voice soft but steady."Christian is good to me. He’s amazing with Claire. He’s kind. Loyal. I’ve known him forever. I trust him, and I think that’s more than enough."She took another sip of her wine, her eyes lowered. "I just want peace. Stability. No more heartbreaks or pain. No more chaos. If being with him brings me that, then I’ll take it."Sophie finally spoke, her voice calm but filled with concern. "Emma, I know everything you’ve been through. But... was it necessary to take your relationship with Christian to another level? The man has been by your side ever since, regardless of your relationship with him. I don't think—"Emma exhaled slowly, placing the glass on the table. Her
Emma stood near the arrival gate, her eyes scanning every figure that emerged. Her heart raced with anticipation. It had been years. Years since she last saw Sophie.And then, there she was.Tall, elegant, and striking in her simple cream coat and black jeans, Sophie walked with the kind of grace that naturally drew attention. Emma gasped softly, the years falling away like dust.Their eyes met. Without thinking, they both ran to each other like two magnets pulled by a force stronger than time."Sophie!""Emma!"They crashed into each other's arms, hugging so tightly as if afraid one might vanish again. Tears pooled in Emma's eyes, and she squeezed her best friend even tighter."You have no idea how much I missed you," she whispered.When they finally pulled away, Sophie tilted her head and gave a teasing smile. "Wait, Emma... are you crying?"Emma playfully smacked Sophie’s arm and turned her face slightly. "Oh, shut up. I'm not crying.""Really?" Sophie said, and turned to quickly w
"Claire, don’t forget to put your lunch bag in the car," Emma called out from the kitchen as she zipped up her bag."Already did, Mom!" Claire shouted back from the living room, hopping around with her little pink backpack.Emma suddenly heard the front door open. She assumed it must be Claire, already heading to the car to wait for her.She smiled faintly and wiped her hands on a towel.Just as she turned to grab her keys from the counter, she felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her waist from behind. She stiffened slightly, caught off guard."Good morning," Christian murmured softly into her hair, his breath warm against her neck as he planted a soft kiss on her neck.Emma closed her eyes for a moment. "Hey... you're early.""Wanted to see you before I headed out to work," he said, his arms holding her a little tighter. "How’s work been these past few days? I'm sorry I've been so occupied with work these days."Emma smiled. "It’s fine, I understand. Work has been okay. I mean,
After finishing their drink, Max leaned back in his chair and checked the time."Oh man. I have an early morning meeting," he said, pushing his chair back and reaching for his jacket. "Gotta head home now."David gave him a short nod and a half-smile. "No worries. Thanks for tonight.""You guys take care," Max said as he patted Felix on the shoulder and gave David a nod. A few seconds later, he exited the dimly lit lounge and headed for the parking lot.Felix turned to David, who had been relatively quiet for the past ten minutes, staring into the near-empty glass in front of him."I'm going to use the restroom quickly," Felix said, standing up. "Wait for me here. I'll drop you home."“I'd rather wait outside. I could use some fresh air anyway."“Alright. That sounds cool. I'll be with you shortly.”Felix walked off without thinking much of it. The night had just been…uneventful so far— especially when he had gotten the message an hour earlier, before they headed to the bar, about Gav
Dr. Allen adjusted his glasses as he removed the stethoscope from David’s chest. A small, satisfied smile curled his lips as he read the vitals on the monitor beside the bed.“Well, I must say,” he began, scribbling something on his clipboard, “you’ve responded remarkably well to treatment, David. Much better than expected.”David, still seated upright in his hospital bed, gave a faint smile. “That means I’m finally getting out of here?”Dr. Allen chuckled. “That’s exactly what it means. I’m officially discharging you today.”David sighed in relief. It had been weeks of pain, rehabilitation, and heavy silence. The idea of leaving those sterile hospital walls felt like finally breathing after being underwater.“However,” Dr. Allen added, his tone firm, “there are some things you must avoid for now if you want to make a full recovery. No carrying anything heavy, no sudden strenuous movement, no driving yet, and definitely no alcohol.”David raised both hands in surrender. “Got it. No he
"I'm just tired, Sophie," Emma admitted, leaning her head back against the wall. "I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. Everything feels like it's spinning, and I can't catch my breath."Emma sat on the edge of her bed, her phone pressed tightly to her ear. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, though she tried to keep it steady.Sophie, on the other end of the line, responded gently. "Emma, calm down, okay? Take a deep breath. Everything will be fine."Emma let out a hollow laugh. "You always say that. But things aren’t the same as before, Sophie. Ever since you moved overseas, everything changed. I feel like I lost one of the few people who actually understood me."Sophie sighed. "I know. I miss you too, Em. But you have to stay strong. For Claire, at least. She needs you more than anyone. You have to find a way to completely move on. Let go of him."Emma's voice grew quieter. "I have, Sophie, I have. I just….I honestly wasn’t thinking straight when I sent those messages to
David stood motionless in the middle of the hospital parking lot, watching the tail lights of Christian's car disappear into the distance, taking Emma with them. His heart felt like it had been ripped apart and left open in the cold. The wind picked up again, fluttering his shirt, but he didn’t feel it. Not really. Not when the weight of those messages he had once thought were filled with hope had now become a cruel reminder of what he had lost.Slowly, he turned away, each step heavier than the last. He didn’t know where he was going, didn’t even care. His body just moved, his feet dragging him forward, down streets he didn't recognize, past people he didn't see. All the while, his mind played the memory of Emma's voice again and again."I thought I was texting Christian."Those words. That mistake. That accidental plea for help that had revived the hope in his heart only to crush it completely.By the time David became aware of his surroundings, he had already left the hospital gro
David froze when he saw that several text notifications had suddenly appeared at the top of the screen.And they were all from Emma.One by one, he opened them.Emma: Where are you?Emma: Please...Emma: Can you come?Emma: I'm really scared right now.Emma: Please...Emma: I don’t know who else to call.Emma: Are you coming?Emma: Please answer me...Emma: Are you there?Emma: I need you.He stared. Stared like the wind had been knocked out of him. The silence of the hospital room suddenly felt deafening.Ten messages.All from Emma.His fingers trembled as he held the phone. His breathing became shallow. Every part of him froze, as though struck by lightning. He blinked, but the messages remained on the screen.What happened to Emma?!His mind was full of questions he couldn’t answer. But then something hit him…Emma had texted him.When she was afraid.When she didn't know who else to call.She had thought of him first.A wave of emotion surged through him—disbelief, hope, relief,
David walked slowly into his hospital room, his eyes dull, his steps heavy. His two closest friends, Max and Felix, stood up from the chairs near his bed the moment they saw him."There you are!" Max said, walking toward him. "We were just about to go look for you. Where the hell did you go? Why did you leave your room in your condition?""Yeah, man, we came in and didn’t find anyone here. Not even Allison," Felix added. "The guards outside said you left without telling them where you went. We’ve been really worried."David didn’t answer. He didn’t even acknowledge their presence. He just walked slowly toward his bed and sat down, staring blankly ahead.The two friends exchanged glances."David," Max said carefully, bending down a bit so he could meet David’s eyes. "What’s going on with you? You okay? Did something happen?"Still no reply.Felix pulled a chair closer and sat beside the bed. "Talk to us, man. We’re not just here to visit. We’re your friends. You can tell us anything."