บททั้งหมดของ Love At Last Flight : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

LEO"Isabelle?" '`Who is Isabelle?", Sarah asked, fixing her gaze at the policeman. I could see the tears stacked up in her eyes."We haven't known her full identity, and we can't say for now. But I can assure you, Ma'am, we'll make sure to get her.' The policeman replied.Sarah slumped backward on the chair, and the tears which she had been holding all the while came down freely on their own. "Please, do keep in touch with us. We'll be expecting to hear from you." I said to the officer and we shook hands.Sarah had just resumed work for the first time after some months off from work, and just at the same time, she had to face another heartbreaking news.I escorted her to her office and her eyes got stuck to Clara's picture displaying on her phone. She stared at it for a while and burst into another round of weeping."Raya was all I had. She was the only sister that I never had." She tried to speak up but her cries were unending. I held her from behind, an

SARAHThe meeting room was sleek and modern, filled with an air of anticipation. The Investors for the highly regarded "World Changers' project were seated around a polished oak table. Their restlessness was palpable, evident from the tapping of fingers and occasional signs of impatience.Leo sat nervously on his chair, fidgeting with the corner of his notebook. He glanced at his watch, then at the empty seat beside him. I sat beside him, trying to hide my own growing anxiety.A middle-aged man with a strict demeanor, Mr. Pete, who was one of the investors for the project, leaned forward and glared at his watch."Where is Clara? This meeting was supposed to start twenty minutes ago." He spoke under his breath. Leo made uncomfortable shifts as the tension in the room increased. He cleared his throat, attempting to break the silence."Mr. Pete," his voice trembled slightly, "I apologize for the delay. Clara will be here any moment, I promise. Can we please give

SARAHI busily bustled around the kitchen, trying to balance multiple tasks—cooking and washing the dishes. The delicious aroma of a home-cooked meal filled the air, and my passion for cooking was evident in the way I was bent on finishing the cooking, even though I was tired. As the clinking and clanking of utensils and dishes echoed through the kitchen, my mind was focused solely on preparing the perfect dinner for my new-found crazy family.After what felt like hours of cooking, I finally managed to complete one of my signature dishes: a creamy pasta with succulent pieces of grilled chicken. I made my way towards the dining area, holding a tray full of steaming plates of food.As I entered the dining room, my eyes widened in surprise. There was my cousin Emma, sitting at the far end of the dining table, with Clara's adorable baby boy cradled in her arms. The two of them were gleefully engaged in a playful game of peek-a-boo, and my heart skipped a beat."Emm

SARAH"What is this?" Leo asked, flinging the test results on Clara's face.Clara stood before Leo, her hands trembling uncontrollably as she tried to gather her thoughts. The weight of the situation bore heavily on her, and beads of sweat began to form on her forehead. Leo's eyes bore into Clara's, waiting for her to speak, but she went instantly dumb. Finally, Clara took a deep breath and attempted to speak, but she found herself stammering. "Leo, I... I don't know how it happened. The test results... they... they came back like that. But I...I swear, It has nothing to do with me. Something must have gone wrong in the lab... or maybe it was a mistake. I just don't know.""And you want me to believe that?" Clara just shook her head, her eyes were filled with tears as she held her mouth tightly with her hands, to prevent herself from screaming."How then do you explain these results, stating clearly that Jake is O-Negative?""It's possible Leo, it can

SARAHI stood anxiously by the corridor of the hospital. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I had been pacing back and forth for what felt like hours, and my mind was consumed with worry for Lilian. Lilian had been rushed to the hospital earlier that day, and the uncertainty of her condition was torturing me.Walking restlessly back and forth, my eyes darted towards the entrance anxiously, praying for any news about Lilian. The corridor was bustling with activity; doctors and nurses were hurriedly going about their duties, but I felt completely helpless.Suddenly, as if being pulled back to reality, I felt a strong hand grab my own. Startled, I turned to see a woman standing beside me. Without a word, the woman shook my hand firmly; her grip was tight."I need you to understand something, young lady," she said, her voice strained. "If anything happens to my daughter, I won't take it lightly.I was surprised at the woman's words. Like, who the hell was s