When she woke up, she realized she was lying on Asher who was fast asleep. She couldn't remember falling asleep on him. It was quite late and she wondered what she would do. He stared awake when the uncomfortable but now familiar weight of hers left his body. He pulled her back to him and planted a kiss on her head even though her face looked like she'd just eaten a lemon. That however helped make her feel better. Rubbing her face, he assured her once again that everything would be alright. She nodded, wishing she could believe it when he said it. "Come home with me. You and the kids. You can't keep them there forever, you know," he said but she shook her head. "They know Lola. I called and they're fine. I'll go see them. I'll think up something. But I can't leave my grandma here, alone. I just can't." He sighed. "Your being here or not being here will not make her any better. In fact, when she wakes up and finds out you neglected the kids and yourself just to watch her unconsci
They watched carefully as the nurse checked her grandmother's vitals, raising her, checking the wires plugged to her, and finally turning back to them and shaking her head. Anne shut her eyes as disappointment washed over her as she leaned in closer to Asher. "They're just regular muscular spasms. It's a reflex action that happens often among patients in coma," she said. "Thanks," Asher responded when Anne didn't say anything. The nurse kept watching them like there were things she wanted to tell them about but was afraid to. "You know," she began uncertainly, rubbing the file she was holding. "It's actually much better she's in this state. More humane. If she woke up right now, she'd be in so much pain, you'd wish you could put her out of her misery." It felt like something had just exploded in her brain. Was she allowed to say that? She tried to get up, with no clear cut idea of what she would do, but the anger at the nurse's words was enough to make her do something stupid. Fort
Her grandmother's vitals skyrocketed within a few weeks of being transferred to a new hospital but unfortunately, her grandmother was still unconscious. The last hospital had been shut down and surprisingly, after Asher had sued them, many people came up with allegations of invasion of privacy similar to their own case. Anne had to go back to life away from the place she called home and her grand mother. She was a mother herself and for all that was worth, she had to remain strong for her boys who looked up to her. She'd tried to salvage what little she could from the burned down building but could only manage to do so much. Almost everything had burned down to nothing. The older woman would be more than devastated to hear the news. "Are we gonna live with Asher forever?" Danny asked one day as she drove them home. Home was now Asher's mansion. "Of course we are," Damien responded. Anne felt like face palming herself since he was supposed to be the reasonable one. "Macy says mum i
Forty-eight"You want to adopt them?" she asked, to be sure she'd heard well."Yes," he nodded. "That's what I said. But I'm gonna need a consent from the real father or at least some confirmation he no longer wants to be in the picture anymore before I can actually take ownership of them. ""A consent? I can attest to the fact he no longer wants them," she said, her mind going over several things. She had to be careful so he wouldn't realize anything was amiss. Since she'd decided to lie, she had to lie till the end. "I just have no way of accessing him whatsoever." He sighed. "You don't understand. Just tell me who he is. I'll have someone trace him down. It's that simple."She sat opposite him, trying to keep her wits about her. She had a plan. If he was ready to adopt the children, then that meant they were as good as his. He was as good as knowing for real he was their father. But each time she tried to tell him the truth, something he said always held her back. What she'd done
When she heard their footsteps and their voices and the voices of their children talking over one another, she suddenly felt out of place. Rubbing her arms together with her eyes darting everywhere, she wondered if meeting her here first would be the best idea. But what if Asher had already told them she was there. Why was she stressing over unnecessary things?! "Dad's not here yet. I asked him to give me a break, but if he hears you're both here, then there's no stopping him," she heard Asher say with some sort of amusement in his voice. "Oh, thank God. Then everyone swears they won't tell Dad we're here, deal?" Yvonne said in a tired voice. "Deal! I just returned from a vacation. I have no wish to increase my blood pressure again, thank you." Ok, so the dislike for the old Ingram was still there. It was kinda nice to know she wasn't the only one. If his own children couldn't stand him, then he had nothing on her. It was quite sad though. Imagine Damien and Daniel grew up not bein
Anne looked like she'd just swallowed a lemon. She had to be hearing things. "Excuse me," she said, clearing her throat which had suddenly filled with bile.Yvette watched her, trying to understand what her reaction meant. They had a staredown for a while, each waiting for the other to speak. Anne wished she didn't look so obvious. She hadn't come this far just to lose everything. "You heard what I said," Yvette continued, still haven't figured out what was troubling Anne. "What makes you think they're his? They're my children," she stated but Yvette simply rolled her eyes. "Oh please, even a blind person can tell they're his. They look exactly like his baby pictures. No difference at all. What exactly is going on?" Could she trust her? Anne wondered. Of course not! Not only was she too close to the case, but she'd stabbed her in the back once. She wouldn't let that happen again. She was supposed to be older and wiser, not the other way around. "I don't know what you're talking a
"Yes…" Anne whispered, realizing she probably shouldn't have blurted the last part. They already knew too much, but she'd been too caught up in the moment that the words had just come out. It was already too late anyway. There was no way she could take it back. She didn't even want to take it back. Somehow, she expected them to share in her enthusiasm. "I've already planned to tell him whenever he makes it official, but you guys have given me a kind of boost. I'm gonna tell him once he wakes up. I just hope I don't regret this." "Hmm," Yvette said. "But you said you only met again earlier this year, why would you want to rush things? I know Asher would never want to go into something that's supposed to last a lifetime this quickly. Are you sure he proposed?" "What's that supposed to mean?" She asked, getting defensive. Just when she'd thought they'd forgotten the last and started bonding. "That I'm just making up the whole thing? Or I'm tricking him in some way?" "Well, you wouldn
Anne didn't know how, but she slept off not too long after. When she woke up, Asher still hadn't returned to the room. There was some music playing from somewhere in the house but when she went downstairs, she didn't see anyone outside their room. The cook was making breakfast, but Anne was really in no mood for chitchat which she knew the woman was good at, so she avoided the kitchen. Asher was in his study as she expected, turned over his computer, working even on a Sunday morning. He didn't turn around when she came in even though she knew he'd heard her. "Good morning," she greeted, standing by the door. "Good morning," he replied, still not looking at her.There was a lot of tension in the room which she didn't understand. If anything, she was the one who had the right to be angry and not him. He'd lied to her and still hadn't tried to clear her doubts in any way. Everything he did was suspicious. "You didn't sleep in the bed last night," she said. He took a sip from his c