Lahat ng Kabanata ng Heirs of a Hidden Heart : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Zara's POVThe smell of antiseptic hits me the moment I step into Crestfield Medical Center. I wheeled my mom to a close corner outside room 302. As I waited patiently for the doctor. “Zara George,” a calm, professional voice called.I stood instantly. “Yes, Doctor Lawson.”He gestures for me to follow down the hall. Nurses glide past, and some other patients waited patiently.Inside the consultation room felt cold. I wasn't prepared for what he was about to say.“Zara, your mother’s kidneys aren’t responding the way we hoped. Her blood pressure is still high despite the medication. We’ll need to start dialysis soon.”Dialysis.The word hits like a sword piercing my heart, sharp. Final.I didn’t flinch. Panic accomplishes nothing. I tucked my braids behind my ear and met his eyes.“Alright,” I said, “What's the next step?”Dr. Lawson blinks, surprised by my composure. “Your insurance will cover the first sessions, but you’ll need to prepare for ongoing payments afterward.”I nodded

Zara'sPOV“Optimal window today. Record vitals.”I tapped the app quickly, noting basal temperature, hormone readings and vitals. At my desk the Spencers project was waiting for my final update and approval. The hospital has called and booked an appointment. I didn’t want any confrontation from Sebastian and today's reading….. No, I'm not taking any chances. I hung my bag, packed my essentials and left for New Dawn Fertility. Dr. Lennox greeted me with a professional smile. “Bloodwork is excellent. Hormones optimal. Uterine lining is thick and receptive. Everything looks ready for the transfer.”“See me after the procedure.” She said smiling.I nodded, forcing calm. My pulse thrummed anyway. The ultrasound technician guided me to the examination table. My eyes flicked to the monitor: tiny dark circles marked follicles, lining ready. Everything looked perfect.Yet, a subtle hesitation among the nurses caught me. Whispers. Eyes darting between vials. Labels double-checked. My brow f

Sebastian thought pushing me down to a smaller office would break me, he underestimated the wrong woman. I refused to break. Not because of the demotion.Not because of the constant stares.Definitely not because Sebastian. That morning I cleared my desk before anyone arrived. No second guessing. I shut down my computer, stacked my files in perfect order before I left for the clinic.It was my first ultrasound and I was eager in a way I couldn't hide.“Good morning, Dr. Lennox.”“Good morning, Zara.” She said, Ready for your ultrasound.?I nodded.My hands trembled as I climbed the table inside the ultrasound room. My heart was beating uncontrollably. “Ready?” The sonographer asked.“You may proceed,” Dr. Lennox said.I laid there with so many thoughts in my head as the soft gel hit my stomach. Icy and shocking. The monitor moved across my stomach, I held my breath. “This is good news.” Dr. Lennox said.“Twin pregnancy” She said smiling. “You wanna see it.?”I nodded, swallowing

A sharp metallic clatter woke me up. For a second, I didn’t know where I was, the thick smell of disinfectant clung to my throat.Then the memory hit me all at once. Collapsing at work, Lily shouting my name, the rush through the hallway. My hand flew to my belly before I could think.They kicked. A tiny flutter. Relief broke through my heart so fast my eyes got teary. “You two are still with me,” I whispered, voice cracking.A nurse hurried past my bed, pushing a tray that rattled with instruments. The patient by the other side of the room, coughed softly. “You’re awake,” the doctor said when she stepped in. “How do you feel?”“Like I slept under a truck,” I muttered, I slowly pushed myself up. “What happened? I heard noises and… everything felt strange.”“You fainted from exhaustion,” she said. “Your blood pressure dropped.” She glanced at the monitor beside me. “Zara, she said with a small smile, “your vitals are stable now, and the babies are fine too, but you need to slow down

Sebastian’s POVI closed the car door with a strong bang. The weight of the day still pressed down on me. I was angry at myself and the decisions I made. It wasn't work related alone. It was me coming to an empty house with no children running around and a selfish wife to deal with.My childlessness was having a toll on me. Four years married to Seline and no child.Seline was already in the living room when I walked in. “You’re late,” she said.“I had work to do.” “You always have work. Maybe if you had time for me and our family, you’d see life differently.”“Family, the one you deprived me of?” I asked.“Adoption.” she said.“I have told you this, if adoption is your only choice. It's not mine.”For a moment, we stared at each other like two strangers playing husband and wife in a house that grew colder every night.Seline raised a brow. “You didn’t even think about it.”“I don’t need to think about it.” “So what do you want?” she fired back. “To keep pretending we’re fine?