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Mrs. Jasper’s POVI couldn’t hide the shock that washed through me the moment I walked into Brad’s hospital room and the first person my eyes settled on was Bianca.For a second, I honestly thought my eyes were playing tricks on me.She stood there too comfortably for someone who had avoided this place for two whole months. Her posture was straight, her hair neat and her expression arranged — not the look of a lady who had rushed here out of concern, but one who had rehearsed her entrance.Brad was awake, leaning slightly against the pillows, his gaze shifting between faces like someone still trying to piece together a puzzle with missing parts. And there she was, right in front of him, claiming space she had not earned.My voice cut through the tension, interrupting whatever was happening right there. “Oh! Who do we have here?” I said, unable to stop myself. “So, you finally decided to come see Brad, right?”After a little while, Bianca turned slowly, like she had been expecting tha

Brad’s POV“How are you doing today, Mr. Brad Jasper?” the therapist asked the moment he walked in for the morning session in my room at the hospital.I shifted slightly on the chair, adjusting myself the way they’d taught me to do that in a slow movement and nothing rushed. I noticed I still did things carefully, like my body didn’t trust itself fully yet. Honestly, not being able to remember from my past tends to give me so much concern but then, I just need to live with it, knowing that it won't last forever like the doctors always said to me.“I’m… okay,” I finally answered. “At least, I think I am.”He smiled, the easy kind that didn’t feel forced. Dr. Reynolds had that effect on people. He never rushed his questions or filled silence with noise. He let things sit until you were ready to talk.“That’s a fair answer,” he said, settling into the chair opposite me. “Better than pretending you’re great when you’re not.”I gave a small nod. “Some days feel clearer than others.”“And t

Bianca’s POV“Who could that be?” Josh asked abruptly, lowering his voice the moment he noticed the sudden tension in my body and all over my face. I swallowed hard, my heart already beating faster than it should.“I wouldn’t know exactly,” I replied, forcing my tone to remain calm even though my thoughts were racing. “But the only person that keeps coming to my mind is Mrs. Jasper… Brad’s mum.”Josh’s brows pulled together. “She’s coming here?”“She mentioned something earlier,” I said carefully. “She said she might come so we could discuss some things. I didn’t know she was serious. Or that it would be today.”Another knock landed on the door.My stomach dropped.“I’m just guessing,” I added quickly, almost to reassure myself. “But if it turns out to be her and she finds out you’re here… she won’t take it lightly with me.”Josh exhaled slowly. “Then let’s not take chances. What do we do now?”For a split second, my mind went blank.Honestly, I really didn’t know.But panic has a wa

Bianca’s POVAs soon as I made sure that Mrs Jasper was out of the house and got into her car, I stayed glued to the window, lifting the blind just enough to watch her reverse out of the driveway. I didn’t blink until her car disappeared completely down the street.And I abruptly let out the breath I had held all this while. I locked the door immediately and rushed back toward Brad’s bedroom, my heart pounding like I had just escaped something worse than trouble.I knocked once, then again, louder this time.“Josh, it’s me. Please get the door.”I knew why he hesitated. Anyone in his position would have. You know, one wrong move and everything would crumble.The door finally opened and I slipped inside quickly, shutting it behind me.“She’s gone,” I said immediately.Josh stepped toward me, his body already relaxing and at the same time, his face changing. He smiled and took another step closer, his hands moving as if nothing had just happened.“It wouldn’t be a bad idea if we contin

Brad's POVI was on my bed at the hospital room where I was just having a little reflection, with my gaze fixed to the ceiling. I had noticed that Nicole hasn't always visited like the way I heard she did while I was in coma and the few days before the day I had noticed she walked out here while my mum and Bianca were almost in the middle of exchanging words.I had noticed the uncomfortability she felt that moment she left and after that day, she comes here once in two days, sometimes, once in three days.You know, I had heard that she came here almost everyday while I was in a coma. I have thought of asking her though but then, maybe I was generalizing things and I think it's best I let her be or maybe ask her afterwards.In no time, I heard a slight knock on my door and then simultaneously, the door was pushed open gently.“Hi, Brad,” Bianca said the moment she got in.With that, I turned my head slowly toward her while she walked in. “Hello,” I replied, adjusting myself slightly o