MasukThe morning sun was streaming through the window, casting a gentle glow over the small bridal room where Ava sat, quietly gazing at herself in the mirror as Riley delicately touched the simple white dress behind her.
The atmosphere of the room was calm.
No loud music.
In the secluded bridal room, Ava stood still, near the door, her breathing harsh, a mix of fear and hope warring in her heart. Daniel remained quietly by her side, affording her time as Riley looked on with concern.“You don't have to make yourself do it,” Riley whispered.Ava checked her shivering hands.“What if I'm wrong again?” she whispered.Gently, Daniel touched her shoulder.“After pain, love is always scary,” he said carefully, “Ava.”
The morning sun was streaming through the window, casting a gentle glow over the small bridal room where Ava sat, quietly gazing at herself in the mirror as Riley delicately touched the simple white dress behind her.The atmosphere of the room was calm.No loud music.No crowd.No chaos.Silence and anxious breathing.“Again, you think too much,” Riley said softly.Ava grumbled out a sligh
The nurses and visitors looked at Patricia's angry voice that reverberated across the hospital hallway.“Where is she?!” Patricia shouted again. “Where is Ava?!”Fear and exhaustion crashed down over Ava as she sat beside the NICU window.Marcus immediately stepped closer to her.It's not something you have to deal with now," he quietly said.But before Ava could answer, Patricia appeared around the corner.Her gaze went straight to Ava.
The sun was just beginning to pierce the light filtering through the hospital window as Ava sat quietly on the bed, gazing at the ring on her finger for the hundredth time. This was still not real to me.She was still looking at her hand when Marcus walked back into the room with two cups of coffee.By the end of the sentence, he had a small smile on his face as if to say, “You're back, you're back.”Ava looked up.“Doing what?”“Looks shocked,” replied Marcus.
The loud alarms continued to echo throughout the NICU, and their hearts beat painfully as they stood beside the glass, tears streaming down their faces, and both Marcus and Ava clutching onto each other as they watched helplessly as the doctors worked hard to stabilise their little son.“Come on, baby,” Ava whispered desperately. “Come on, come on…”In the room, the nurses moved around swiftly, manipulating tubes and monitoring machines, as the doctor looked at the monitor closely.One nurse said his oxygen level is “improving somewhat.Immediately, the doctor replied, “Keep going.&
A sharp sound that could be heard from the monitor, both loud and fast, and inside the NICU, the doctors and nurses raced around the tiny baby, faces serious as they concentrated on the falling numbers.“Oxygen levels are rapidly decreasing,” said one nurse urgently.The doctor promptly replied, "Adjust the support. “Now.”Ava stood still outside the glass, her hands clutched tight to it, her eyes never leaving her baby's, her breathing shivering like an ocean wave that she cannot control, terror creeping up inside her.What are they doing?” she shrieked, her voice shaking.
Lydia did not move until the sound had subsided in the hall. Her hands were trembling, her chest was tight, and all the whispers she had heard were still reverberating in her head. Marcus was at a few paces off the altar, stiff and pale, and had the appearance of a man who had been struck by an obje
No one spoke, one long second after Bella had said the name, Marcus. It was like the freezing of the air itself. Then the room exploded.Voices rose all at once. People rose, and chairs were scraping ominously against the floor. Somebody screamed, “This is crazy! " As some other voice shouted, "How
The room remained frozen after Bella's final words. No one moved. No one breathed. The gentle wedding music was already silent, and the stillness was oppressively quiet, and everyone could feel the weight.Bella was erect on the aisle, with her shoulders natural, her expression serene, in something
Bella was sitting alone on the bed, and her laptop was open, and her phone was next to it. The room was silent, and her thoughts were in motion. She had even shut the door, yet nobody ever entered her room without knocking. And this night, she desired no company whatsoever. And what she was doing w







