Annalyn’s POVI sat on the cold hospital bench, head bowed, one hand over my forehead as my thoughts spiraled in painful loops. Was any of this even worth it? The slap still tingled on my cheek, but the sting ran deeper than skin. Shame. Helplessness. Rage. They all churned inside me. The hallway was quiet, but my heart pounded like war drums in my chest.The door creaked.I lifted my head quickly, wiping my face with the back of my hand. Clarissa stepped out.I shot to my feet immediately, unsure if I should say something, run, or just disappear altogether.But then… she smiled. A full, open, sincere smile as she walked toward me. She gestured toward the bench, and I sat slowly. She joined me, not saying anything at first… just sitting close enough for comfort but far enough to not smother me.“I’m really sorry for what happened earlier,” she said softly. “About my mother. That slap… she had no right.”I shook my head, eyes low. “No… I understand. No mother would be calm seeing her s
Clarissa’s POVThe moment the door clicked shut behind Annalyn, I turned to my mother. My voice was calm, but my chest was tight with fury.“Mother,” I began, each syllable cutting through the heavy silence. “What was that about?”She didn’t hesitate. “What? Don’t you see your brother? He just had a brush with death and you want me to be happy?”Alex’s voice, raw and venomous, cracked through the room like lightning. “Bullshit!”“Alex!” Father barked, aghast.But Alex didn’t stop. “Bullshit, mother! This…this is the only woman who brought my son out of depression when his mother died… the woman who brought light into my house that was drowning in darkness… she’s been a good mother even without being biologically related.”His voice broke slightly, but not with weakness. With rage. “Oh, you wouldn’t know what being a good mother even means because you were barely a mother to begin with.”My breath caught. I somehow knew this day would come… the day the tension would finally explode. I
Annalyn’s POV My hand flew to my cheek as the sting scorched across my skin like fire.“Mum!!” Rissa’s voice cracked the silence.Alex struggled to sit up on the bed, his eyes blazing, but his father quickly stepped in, holding him down.Nolan let go of Rissa’s hold and ran straight to me.“Mummy!” he cried, wrapping his small arms tightly around my leg like his life depended on it.I blinked through the hot blur of tears, dazed.“Hilda! What the hell was that about?” Mr. Quinn’s voice thundered.But Alex’s mother wasn’t backing down.Her voice sharp and piercing, she said, “How dare you walk into my son’s life and cause him so much havoc! He almost lost his life… and for what? this filthy nanny?”“Enough Hilda!” Mr. Quinn yelled, stepping forward. “This is not the time for all these.”“Oh no, Marcus” she hissed, eyes narrowed at me, “You know what? she’s leaving this family. I'm not letting this walking catastrophe get an inch close to my grandson… Nolan, get away from her and get b
Annalyn’s POVI stood behind the doctor and his nurses, barely breathing as they checked on Alex. The steady beeps of machines filled the room like a quiet drumroll echoing in my ears.My eyes met his and He was watching me.His eyes… those deep, searching green eyes.. were fixed on mine. the last time I’d seen those eyes they looked at me with Cold and angry glares.. but now it held no traces of cold not even anger. There was no atom of bitterness in them. Only warmth. Concern.God, he was really awake.The doctor finally pulled the stethoscope from his ears, catching back my attention. He slung it around his neck with a sigh of resolution, then took a file from one of the nurses. He scribbled a few notes, flipped the page, wrote more, then closed and handed it back.His eyes met mine.“Mrs. Quinn,” he said calmly, “your husband’s vitals are strong now. He’s fully awake though he’d still be under our supervision in the coming days. His pupils are responsive, motor skills and brain fu
Alex’s POVI found myself standing at the entrance of an airport I didn’t recognize.The place shimmered in pure white… blinding, almost. Light poured from everywhere, bouncing off glass, metal, and white marble floors like it belonged to another world entirely. There were lots of doors and there were people standing at each door welcoming people. People moved inside in droves, all calm, all quiet, all… certain.But none of them were coming back out.If this was an airport, definitely people would be arriving as some will be departing but why was everyone departing but none with luggages?Then I took notice of their outfits.. some where dressed in casuals, others sophisticated wears. Then one had only a towel wrapping her body..This was so weird. But I had to find out where this was and what I was doing here.I tried to move but my legs didn’t respond.I wasn’t frozen. Heck I was looking around so I wasn’t paralyzed. But I wasn’t moving my legs. It was like I was rooted in place, as
Annalyn’s POVI stared at his hand, breath hitched in my chest.Was that… did he just…?His finger has just moved? Or was it my eyes?I wiped my hand through my eyes and stared right back at his hand to be sure of what I’d seen.Then it happened again.His fingers twitched, subtle but this time it was undeniable. My heart leaped.. it pounded like never before.Pounded out of anxiety and excitement.“Oh my God,” I gasped, pushing the seat backwards and standing up.. I stumbling backward.Without thinking, I bolted for the door, ripping off the protective shield as I ran. My feet slapped against the cold hospital floor, and the second I hit the lobby, I saw Rissa rising to her feet, Nolan half-asleep on her shoulder.“What’s going on? why are you running?” she called, alarmed.But I didn’t stop.I charged toward the nurses’ station on our floor, panting from the surge of emotion and adrenaline. “He…” I swallowed “he twitched,” I yelled, breathless. “Mr. Quinn… he twitched his finger!”T