Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY BIG BROTHER: A Forbidden Desire.: Kabanata 231 - Kabanata 240

NAYLA’S POV.The phone trembled in my hand as I tried to hold on. I could hear Roy’s voice, filled with concern. “Nayla, please, stay calm. Can you tell me where you are?”“I….I’m in a convenience store,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. The words felt heavy as they left my lips. “I... I think I lost my baby.”There was a long pause. And it was as though I could sense his worry radiating through the phone, but my focus was slipping and everything was slowly beginning to blur out. My heart raced as fear grew deeper inside me.“Nayla, listen to me,” he insisted. “You need to focus. Help is on the way!” He said. I wanted to believe him, but I couldn’t stop my heart from racing. I felt dizzy. The room around me began to blur, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to shake off the sensation. It was like the ground was shifting beneath me. “Roy,” I gasped….not sure if he could even hear me anymore, my voice trembling. “I... I can’t—”Just then, I felt my grip on the phone falter. It

ROY’S POV:(continued)After checking another store with no luck, Mills’s phone rang. He answered quickly, his expression shifting as he listened. “Wait, are you trying to tell me you’ve found her?” He said, causing my heart beat to rise.“Are you nuts? What do you mean you think you found her? Don’t you know who we are looking for?” My breath hitched as I listened to Mr Mills intently. “Where is she?” He paused, his brow furrowing. “She’s been what? taken to the hospital?” Mr Mills asked, brow raised as he stared ahead.My heart raced as I began to tremble. “Which hospital?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. Mills repeated the question into the phone. “Where did they take her to? What’s the name of the hospital m?” It seemed like the voice on the other end hesitated, then said something that made my blood run cold. “They didn’t want to provide that information. Sir. They asked if I was in any way related to her.”“Tell them I’m coming!” Mills said firmly, frustration flooding

ROY’S POVI didn’t wait for Mr. Mills to get out. The car door slammed and I was already on my feet, limping hard. Pain shot through my leg with every step, but I moved like my life depended on it. Nayla was here. She had to be here.The hospital entrance rushed up to meet me—white lights, a buzzing that made my stomach churn…I felt nauseous being there, because it so damn reminded me of Collin, but I ignored it all and went straight for the reception desk. The woman behind it looked up, her brow furrowed.“Good day Sir, How can I help you?” She said even before I got to the counter.“My girlfriend…..she was brought in here,” I said, my breath coming fast. My hands were shaking so badly I almost couldn’t steady my voice. “Please. Is she here?”The receptionist’s eyes searched my face. “What’s her name?”“Nayla Donald,” I answered before I could think. The name came out like prayer.“And your name?” she asked.“Roy.” I swallowed and forced the next word out. “Roy Donald.”She lifted an

ROY’S POVFor a long beat I just listened to the sound of her breathing and tried to find the right way to put the rest of the world back together in words. There was no good way. There was no way that would make the knife in my stomach any smaller.How do you tell the woman you love that the person she asked about is dead? How do you hand her the part of the day that will never be repaired and ask her to carry it?Every version of the sentence had jagged edges. Each time I pictured her face after the words landed…..her mouth opening, the color draining from her face, the way her whole body might fold. I wanted to protect her from that, to keep the last clean corner of her life untouched. But protection felt like selfishness now. She deserved the truth. She deserved to know everything that had happened, no matter how bad it seemed.I closed my eyes and breathed in, until it steadied me enough to speak. My hands were still shaking. I set them on the bed beside her, feeling the thin war

ROY’S POVAs I held Nayla close, my phone buzzed beside me. I picked it up to see Mr. Mills' name flashing on the screen. “Excuse me,” I said to Nayla. She lifted her head from my chest staring at me with worry in her eyes.I answered the call, slowly getting up on my feet.“Roy,” Mills said urgently when I answered. “You need to come out now. I have something important to show you.”With a growing sense of unease, I made my way out of the room. Mills was standing right outside the door, his expression tense. “Roy, you have to look at this,” he said, holding out his phone.I took the phone from him and immediately felt my stomach drop as I saw Nayla’s picture onscreen, accompanied by a caption offering a hundred thousand dollars for anyone who could find her. My blood ran cold. “What the hell is this?” I demanded, glaring at Mills. “I know, bounty only complicates things, which also means we need to get the hell out of here,” he said, glancing nervously towards the door. “If he fin