Все главы Falling For My Father’s Son: Глава 121 - Глава 130

Annabel’s POV I lifted the bouquet slowly, like it was something fragile, something meant to be held with care and not rushed. The soft petals brushed against my fingers, and I brought it closer to my face, breathing in the delicate scent. It was a mix of roses and something sweeter, something softer. My lips curved into a smile before I even realized it, and I closed my eyes for a second, letting the moment settle into me. This was real. Everything about this felt real. When I opened my eyes again, I turned slowly, taking in the room around me. It was like walking into a dream I never knew I deserved. My eyes caught the soft glow from the candle next, then the bright rose petals that were spread across the floor and the bed, not carelessly, but in a way that felt thoughtful. I stepped further into the room, my bare feet brushing against the petals, feeling their softness beneath me. My fingers trailed lightly over the edge of the bed, then over the smooth fabric, and the small

Annabel’s POV The air outside felt different from the quiet intimacy of our room, alive with anticipation and wrapped in a kind of beauty that made everything seem unreal, as though we had stepped into a carefully painted dream that someone refused to let fade. I stood near the center of the open resort space, my back resting lightly against Daniel’s chest while his hands coiled securely around my waist, holding me in place as if he needed that constant reminder that I was right there with him, that this moment was not something he would wake up from. Everything around us was white. White drapes swayed gently in the breeze, surrounded with white chairs that lined the area in perfect rows which were filled with guests dressed in matching tones, their laughter blending with the faint sound of music playing somewhere in the background. Even the tables were decorated with white roses, carefully arranged beside clusters of pink and blue petals that hinted at what today was about. “It

Daniel’s POV The drive to the hospital felt endless. Every second stretched, dragged into something unbearable as I held her in the back seat, her body limping against me, her head resting weakly on my arm while my other hand pressed against her stomach like that alone could keep everything together. “Stay with me,” I kept saying, over and over again, my voice rough, breaking in ways I didn’t even try to hide. “Annabel… open your eyes. Baby, look at me.” But she didn’t. Her breathing was shallow. And the fear that gripped my chest tightened with every passing second, squeezing the air out of me until it felt like I was the one suffocating. “Drive faster!” I barked, my voice snapping through the car so sharply it startled even me. “We’re almost there, sir!” Leo responded, his voice tense and urgent. By the time we reached the hospital, I was already moving before the car fully stopped. “Help!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the entrance as I carried her out, not caring

Daniel’s POV The moment we pulled into the hospital, I knew something was wrong. It wasn’t just the flashing red and blue lights that painted the entire building in chaos, or the swarm of officers stationed at every possible entry point, or even the loud crackle of radios echoing over overlapping voices. It was the feeling. That deep, gut-twisting instinct that something had already slipped through our fingers. I barely waited for the car to come to a full stop before I shoved the door open and jumped out from the driver’s seat, my shoes hitting the ground hard as my eyes scanned the entire environment in one sweep. There were police vehicles all over the building. Armed officers stationed in different angles, barricades already being set. People being pushed back. Everything looked controlled… but it didn’t feel controlled. It felt like they were too late. Then I pushed forward, my stride fast and urgent, cutting through the officers until I spotted the Inspector General.

Daniel’s POV I leaned forward slightly, pressing my palms against my face as I tried to steady myself, but it was useless, everything inside me felt like it was falling apart piece by piece and I couldn’t stop it. A sharp breath left my lips as anger burned through me, but before I could spiral any further….. “Mr. Daniel?” The voice pulled me back abruptly. I looked up to see Annabel’s doctor standing in front of me, his expression was serious, like he already knew what he was about to say wouldn’t sit well with me. My heart dropped instantly. “What is it?” I asked in a rough voice. He hesitated for a second, then held out a clipboard toward me. “I need you to sign this,” he said carefully. I frowned slightly, confusion mixing with the dread already sitting heavy in my chest. “What is that?” I asked. His eyes softened just a little with a mixture of pity. “It’s the consent form,” he explained. “We need to know if you finally made your decision on who to prioritize.” “T