로그인Brandon “I take it you and your husband are yet to settle?” I asked Allison as I placed my car in drive, backing out of the parking lot of the restaurant. I glanced at her and I saw that the expression on her face looked like something heavy was weighing on her mind. “He had an affair once,” she said out of the blue, “it was very intense… they had a child together,” I could hear the pain in her voice. “I am so sorry, Allison,” I said, “I had no idea.” “No one knows,” she said, “it happened a year into our marriage.” She looked out of the window listlessly. “And the same signs are there again?” I asked her. “I want to believe that I'm paranoid,” she said to me, “but I can just… I just know something is up.” I remembered what Terri had said to me earlier. Maybe the rumours about McCoy were true after all. “You can't believe the rumours,” I said softly, “but you can get a private investigator if you want to be sure.” She turned her head so she could focus her gaze on me. “Ther
Brandon I was not having a good week. I was dealing with the possibility of Salma taking Leona out of my life forever. And I was dealing with corporate espionage at the same time. If the page from Leona-S was missing and investors found out, it might cause issues all over again, and I did not want that. It would also drop the market value of my product. I could not have that. So I called a mentor who had helped me turn away from medicine a few years ago into medical technology. Mr. McCoy. He was waiting for me in front of Baylor Hospital. “Mr. McCoy?” I hollered at him as I approached the entrance of the hospital. He saw me and waved. “Settled with your wife yet?” I asked him. He shook his head, “I'm doing everything I can.” “Is that why you asked to meet here?” I asked him. It was an odd location to meet up. I had suggested talking at a park or a restaurant, but he had insisted we meet at the hospital. “Yes,” he said, “I needed witnesses to let her know I was with Brandon
Salma Dr. William left and I was left with Josephine and Rita to comfort me. “What if… what if…” “Look at me, Salma,” Josephine said, her tone strong, “no what ifs. Leona is going to get through this, okay?” I looked at my baby on the bed. She had emaciated in the short time she had spent in the hospital and my heart was torn to shreds all over. “I can't do this,” I said, standing up and walking out of the room. Every time I looked at her, my heart broke all over again. I began to wander all over the hospital with no place in mind I wanted to be. Somehow, I found myself on the rooftop and walked to the very edge. I looked down and for the first time, I truly understood why people sought an escape in death. But that would be too selfish for Leona. She did not deserve to lose her mother while she fought cancer. But if I did lose her… If I lost my baby girl to cancer, then I would have no reason to live another day. I wouldn't want to. Life would lose all meaning to me. Leona w
Salma“I have the results from the most recent blood work panel we ran on Leona,” Dr. William said carefully, his tone already preparing me for something bad. “And I’m afraid the results are not encouraging.”His words made my heart thump wildly. Leona was supposed to be getting better and not getting worse. “But she’s doing chemotherapy,” I said quickly, almost defensively, as if reminding him would somehow change the result on his tablet. He looked conflicted for a moment before proceeding to speak. “Yes, she is,” he said. “But the blood tests we repeated this morning show that her body is not responding to the chemotherapy the way we hoped it would. The leukemia cells in her blood and bone marrow are still present at very high levels.”A sob escaped my mouth before I could stop it. My grandmother wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me against her for comfort. But nothing could bring me comfort at this moment. My daughter was sick, and the treatment that was meant to r
BrandonI kept glancing at the top of the aisle, hoping to see Salma walk into the courtroom, but we waited ten minutes and she had not appeared. I turned to Matthew, “She's not here.” “The proceedings start in five minutes,” Matthew said, “I am sure she will show up.” I continued to look at the aisle but she still did not show up. However, three minutes later, Daphne arrived in the courtroom, but when I looked behind her, there was no Salma trailing behind her. “She did not come,” I said to Matthew who now had a frown on his face. “Her lawyer is here,” he said. “Can she do that? Skip court and just let her lawyer come?” I asked, getting anxious. My gut feeling told me that Salma had travelled to Sudan and taken Leona with her, and now there was no way I could ever prove the paternity of my child. “She would have a good reason for it,” replied Matthew. “All rise!” the court clerk instructed as the judge entered chambers. We stood and so did Daphne who looked unperturbed that he
Brandon I settled things with Earl quickly. It was unfortunate, but I could not grant him his request to see the plans for Angel 564. I was ready to deal with potential corporate espionage with a page from Leona-S still missing from my office. I had no idea what the person who had stolen it planned to do with it. I also knew that Earl Jonathan was a genius himself who boasted of having a photographic memory. Therefore, I could not risk any leaks happening. We settled on creating a prototype of the life-sized machine. And I hoped that he would live long enough to see it. As I stepped outside my office, determined to find something fun to do to occupy my time, I saw Madison and Terri step into Rose's office. “You're really here,” Madison sounded a bit surprised. “I told you he can't stay away,” Rose teased me, “now you two have to pay up.” “You took a bet on this?” I asked them. The three women giggled and said yes. “Well,” I said, “I'm going out.” “I don't think so,” Madison s
Salma “Miss Tina! Miss Tina!” Leona screamed with glee as she entered the room her nanny had been placed in at the hospital. “Leona!” I called her name with a warning embedded in my tone, “We're in a hospital. You have to be quiet.” She turned red but ignored me and jumped to her nanny's side. M
Salma “Hello pretty,” I turned my head to see Dr. Kane take the seat beside me. I rolled my eyes and slipped my drink without saying a word to him. I had hoped I would never have to see him after our one-night stand and now we were performing surgery together. “You're just going to ignore me?” he
Brandon“It's pretty late,” she said, looking out the window, “we should go home.” “Uhm… I still have some work to do,” I told her, “you should head home and don't wait up. I'll be going to my place tonight.” She nodded and said nothing else. I sighed in relief the second she left my office. I t
Salma“What now? I have nothing more to say to you.” “This is…” he ran his hand through his hair, a gesture that would have had me swooning back in college, “this is ridiculous. If she's mine, I promise I mean no harm. Whatever went wrong between us in the past… she shouldn't have to suffer for it







