All Chapters of Beyond The Surface : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A young doctor entered, followed by two nurses. His presence commanded the room, his white coat pristine, a clipboard in his hand. “Good afternoon, everyone," He greeted as he approached my father’s bed. I stepped aside as he checked Dad’s vitals, scribbling something onto his clipboard before whispering to one of the nurses. She nodded and quickly left the room. Then, he turned to us. “We’ve found a match for the heart transplant,” he announced. For a moment, my mind went blank. “The organ will be transported Freya".he continued, looking between me and my mother. A choked sob escaped my lips. Relief flooded through me so suddenly that my knees nearly buckled. Mom covered her mouth, her body shaking as fresh tears spilled down her face. “Oh, thank God…” “We just need you to sign the necessary documents and the heart will be on its way immediately,” the doctor said. I nodded quickly. “I’ll do it.” ***Alex’s POV*** “Dad, not yet. Just give me some time.” I tri

***Alex POV***I stared at my phone, my grip tightening as I replayed the sound of her voice in my head. She had tried to hide it, but I heard it,the tremble, the unshed tears clinging to her words. Maya was barely holding it together.A heavy sigh escaped me and I ran a hand over my face, leaning back against the cool metal of the gym’s weight rack. I shouldn’t have called her. Not now. Not when I knew hearing her like that would wreck me.But the second Carter told me about her dad about how critical his condition was,i couldn’t hold back anymore.I had to hear her voice.Even if all I got to say was a simple “Are you okay?” Even if she didn’t break down and let me comfort her like I wanted to.I just needed to be there, even if it was from a distance.I exhaled sharply, tossing my phone onto the nearest bench.“You good?” Adrian’s voice cut through my thoughts.I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I bent down, grabbed the weights at my feet, and pushed through a few reps. Maybe if

**Alex's POV**Damn, I cursed under my breath as I watched the car drive away. That was too close, I pulled the hoodie from my head, trying to catch a glimpse of her face as the vehicle disappeared into the distance. My heart pounded in my chest as I stepped out of the car. I had planned to stay hidden, to watch from afar but the urge to see her overwhelmed me. Disguising myself was a pitiful attempt to avoid recognition and before I knew it, I was walking in her direction but lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed her until we collided.Time froze for a moment. My breath hitched as our eyes met—hers were wide with surprise and I was instantly transported back to every memory we shared. Seeing her again was supposed to bring clarity but instead, it muddled everything further. I wanted to reach out, to embrace her and whisper everything I hadn’t said, but the words caught in my throat.She looked fragile, as if the world was pressing down on her. My heart ached at the sight. What could

A wave of dread washed over me. I sprinted closer, seeing Mom standing outside the door, tears streaming down her face. “What’s happening?” I cried, gripping the arm of a doctor sprinting by.“There’s no time to explain,” he said tersely before disappearing into the room.I rushed to Mom, kneeling beside her. “Mom, talk to me! What happened?” I shook her gently, but her expression was frozen, tears falling without a word.“Mom, please! What’s going on?” My voice trembled with fear, the tightness in my chest growing unbearable.“Maya—” Christi said, returning with takeout in her hands, her face paling at the sight of Mom’s distress.“Christi, I don’t know what’s happening! I just came back and saw Mom outside. The doctors are with Dad, and nobody will tell me what’s going on!” I sobbed, my heart racing.She dropped the food, moving closer to me. “It’s okay, Maya,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around me.“Mom, what happened? I thought Dad was fine just moments ago!” I pleaded, but

**ALEX POV**“How much is the budget for the project?” I asked Melina, my secretary, who stood confidently at the head of the conference table, presenting our next automobile project analysis.“Sir, according to our estimates, it will cost around three hundred thousand dollars to kick-start the project,” she replied, her voice steady.I leaned back in my chair, scanning the faces of the shareholders seated around the long, polished table in the conference room. All well-dressed, attentive, and ready for a decision.“What do we think about this?” I asked, letting my voice carry authority. “Let’s vote. Those in favor, raise your hands.”Hands went up across the room—every single one of them. I caught Adrian’s eye as he sat beside me, his hand raised too, flashing a quick smirk.Adrian,the son of the well known Backwood family. His family ran one of the top electronics companies in this region. Apart from being my closest friend, he was also my trusted business partner. The only one I co