"Jess? The court has decided to grant Nick the custody. He also filed for divorce", Atty. Gwen told me as she called me after my work. It is still in the middle of summer weather but I feel very cold all over my body. "Can we ask for motion for reconsideration, Gwen?", I asked her. "It is difficut Jess, specially you are not around here in Alberta. All of the rights are given to your husband". I am deeply wounded, hurt to my core. I couldn't believe that my precious daughter will be taken away from me. "What about child protection program? Nick is abusing prohibited drugs, can we make it as reason for consideration?" "I cannot guarantee that Jess, especially now that the court has given the final verdict". "What am I going to do?" "Ask for some time off from work and fly back here in Alberta Jess", she advised.I called home crying because of the news that Atty. Gwen informed me. My mother and father were both crying. Sobbing. All of us were shocked by the court's decision. I

The next day, I updated Liz about what happened way back here in Alberta. I called her and we chatted for a few minutes and ended up the call. At home, Althea and I were playing inside the room when my mother informed me that Atty. Gwen is waiting for me in the living room. I carried my daughter and meet her. Gwen happens to be my lawyer and my high school friend. When I faced the problem with my married life, I entrusted her with my case and she happily accepted it. We discussed the possibility of my case and she gave me a time frame. However, I informed her that my leave from work will just be a week. I wanted to bring with me my daughter back in London while the trial is on going. However, she explained to me the probability of my actions and what it may appear in court. She advised me to meet personally Nick and settle wth him to avoid prolonging my agony. It never is an easy fight. After discussing my options, Gwen left my home and proceed to her firm.

"Jess, you wanna go out from here?", he asked. "Ok", I replied. I tried to searched for Liz and Leon to tell them that I am going for the night but the crowd was so hyped I could not find them. I just left a message to Liz. I grabbed my phone and messaged her 'will be going out with this handsome man, incase you want to know'. Few minutes after I received a reply from her 'It's about time, have a great time'.As we exited the bar, I felt like my head is spinning. I wanted to vomit. It was so embarassing as I feel like I cannot bear to move. John helped me as he noticed my lack of balance. "Jess, are you ok? If you want to throw up, do it here", he said and led me to an empty pot near the entrance of the bar. I threw up. He handed me a bottle of water. I did not see where he took it but I eagerly complied. "Thanks John, I am not usually like this", I was mortified and I don't care what I look like anymore. Few more minutes and I

I could hear my heart beats so fast like I am joining a marathon. As John delivered his speech, his eyes didn't leave mine. Except for the moments that he has to connect with the others. I suddenly feel like everything is in slow motion. His eyes, his lips, his body, the way he moves-- everything about him made me crazy in addition to the things that we did last week. I feel myself heated up, so I told my fellow nurses that I have to go back to the theatre. As I was about to leave, I heard John let out a sigh, like a sound of defeat. I just stared at him and slowly make my way out from the auditorium. I managed to exit and hurriedly go the Operating Theatre. My mind still in shock and slowly processed what just happened. Once I reached the OT, my supervisor asked me why I was there since the meeting was not yet over. "Oh I suddenly feeling not very well, maybe because I didn't eat my breakfast and it is past lunch now" "Oww then you better eat my dear. Don't want to get you sick. Se

Today is not like any other day. It was the very first day that I woke up so peaceful and happy after a very long and relaxing sleep. It is indeed true that time heals everything. And with the help of prayer, I am able to experience waking up to a beautiful day once again. I started my day with a shower and a breakfast then immediately drive my way to the hospital for work.I parked my car as usual and I walked towards the lobby. One familiar voice called me from behind. "Hey Jess, wait for me". It was John, the new medical director, who happens to be the guy I met from the bar few weeks ago. "Good morning, you look different today", he smiled as he greeted me. "Hmm, Is it a good different or a bad different. And good morning to you too, Sir", I replied. He chuckled and we both exchange our laughter. It was so easy to talk to him and to make a conversation with him. "A very good different. You look more beautiful, by the way", he teased me. I just blushed and I knew that it s