로그인I woke up to sunlight hitting my face.The damp washcloth slipped from my forehead as I sat up. My eyes immediately searched the bed beside me for Steffano, knowing he’d stayed by my side the entire night, taking care of me.A smile spread across my lips when the mattress dipped and strong arms wrapped around me from behind.“Good morning,” Steffano murmured, pressing a hand to my forehead. “Good. Your fever’s gone now.”I hugged him back. “That’s because I had a really good nurse taking care of me.”He laughed softly. “Then I deserve a reward for being such a good nurse.”I looked up at him with a smile and burst out laughing when he puckered his lips dramatically, clearly pointing at them.“Later,” I teased. “I need to brush my teeth first.”I squealed when he suddenly pulled me down onto the bed.“You don’t have to,” he said between laughs, pinning me beneath him. “I don’t care what your breath smells like or tastes like.”“Steffano!” I smacked his arm in embarrassment. “You’re imp
FERDIE WATSON(Rebecca’s Father)“Medically speaking, I don’t see any reason for your wife to remain in this condition,” Caroline’s doctor explained after reviewing her chart. “If her next set of labs come back stable, we can discharge her by next week. She can continue her therapy sessions as an outpatient instead. It’ll also help lessen your hospital expenses.”“Thank you, Doc,” I said quietly as the doctor excused himself.I walked over to Caroline and adjusted the blanket over her legs.She remained staring blankly ahead, as though she still couldn’t see anything around her.“Carol…” I sat beside her bed, voice heavy. “What do you want me to do to bring you back to us? I need your testimony. I need to know where our daughter is.” My throat tightened. “I know you know something. Why were you at their house that night? Where’s Rebecca? It’s impossible that she did this to you. I know our daughter. Rebecca would never hurt you. That girl loved you more than anyone.” I swallowed hard.
STEFFANO“It’s c-cold,” Rebecca murmured weakly when I placed the damp washcloth on her forehead.After we got home, she had fallen asleep not long after eating a little and taking her medicine. I’d been planning to go somewhere after everything she told me earlier, but when I went to tell her I was leaving, I found her burning up with fever instead.I’d thought she would feel better, like she claimed she would.But she didn’t.Her fever only got worse, yet she still refused to go to the hospital.“Your temperature isn’t going down,” I told her gently, stopping her when she tried to remove the cloth from her forehead. “This will help cool you down.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “Keep fighting me and I really will drag you back to the hospital.”She finally lowered her hand.A few moments later, her breathing deepened, a sign that she’d fallen asleep again.I adjusted the blanket over her before stepping outside onto the bedroom balcony.I lit a cigarette and took several long drags whil
“Is it delicious?” I asked Stephie softly.She nodded eagerly and even gave me a thumbs-up. “I could eat chicken forever as long as you’re the one cooking it, Mommy,” she said sweetly.“There’s literally nothing you don’t like,” Savvy teased his twin, making me shake my head.“So my cooking isn’t actually good, huh, Savvy?”He paused mid-bite with the marinated chicken breast I’d made and laughed. “Of course it’s good!”I laughed too and ruffled his hair affectionately. I watched the two of them happily eating while cartoons played on the television.I cleared my throat when it suddenly started itching, then touched my forehead to check if I had a fever.I’d been perfectly fine last night. I’d even stayed at the hospital again to watch over Stephie despite Steffano insisting that he stay instead—or that we hire a caregiver for her.But Stephie didn’t want to be left alone with a maid or a nurse, so in the end, I stayed.And just like the past few nights, I woke up from another nightma
“What the hell did you do to my wife?!” Steffano shouted the moment his eyes dropped to my blouse.A few of the buttons had come undone when Gary grabbed me earlier, exposing part of my bra.The look in Steffano’s eyes made it obvious he was seconds away from attacking the doctor if I hadn’t immediately grabbed his arm.“Don’t, Steffano. I’m okay,” I said quickly, shaking my head at him because I knew things would only get worse if he hurt Gary.He shut his eyes tightly and took a deep breath before removing his suit jacket, draping it over my shoulders.“Your wife?” Gary asked slowly. “May I ask what your wife’s name is, sir?”“What business is that of yours?” Steffano shot back coldly.Steffano wrapped an arm around me and faced Gary fully. “Who exactly are you to question my wife’s identity?”“I-I’m Olivia’s friend. Gary. I was one of the medical aides who took care of her in Maryland while I worked there. I wouldn’t be acting like this if your wife had simply told me she wasn’t my
“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I asked Stephie the moment she was transferred from the ICU to a VIP room."I'm feeling b-better now, Mommy."I let out a relieved breath at Stephie’s answer and gently brushed my fingers through her hair. After thanking the nurses and doctors who had transferred her to the VIP room from the ICU and checked on her condition, they finally left the room.“What about you, Mommy? Are you okay?”I smiled and sat beside her bed. “Of course I am. You’re recovering so well.”“But you keep yawning,” she pointed out softly. “Are you sleepy?”“A little,” I admitted with a laugh. “I got excited when they told me you were finally being moved out of the ICU. That means you’re getting stronger.”“Where’s Dad and Savvy?”“Oh, Savvy was still asleep when I left this morning. Your daddy said he’ll bring him here around lunchtime. Are you excited to see him?”I hadn’t woken Savvy up earlier and had left him with one of the house staff instead, reminding them to call me immedi
“Mommy! Don’t go!”I cried out as I watched my mom dragging her suitcase toward the door.I struggled against Grandma’s grip and ran after her, throwing my arms around her waist.“Please don’t go, Mommy! I—I promise I’ll be good!”She gently pried my arms away and knelt in front of me.“I’m sorry,
“Dad, put an apron on Mom. She forgot to wear one,” Savvy instructed.He conveniently ignored the fact that he wasn’t wearing one either—his shirt already dusted with flour.“And why did you remind me about your mom but not me?” Steffano asked.
“W-what are those?” I asked, my voice trembling as I stared at the wall.Even though it felt like knives were stabbing into my chest, I couldn’t look away—especially from the photos of Tim.“That’s the crime scene,” Steffano said evenly. &ld
“Luckily, it’s just a strain. No broken bones,” Alexa said. “But make sure you let your arm rest and avoid moving it too much. Are you sure you don’t want a sling?”I shook my head, glancing at the elastic bandage wrapped around my wrist and up my arm. A


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