All Chapters of ONE NIGHT STAND BETWEEN BEST FRIENDS : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

SalmaMy conversation with John weighed heavily on my mind. I was unsure whether I could trust him because, for all I knew, he was just a hungry reporter fishing for a story. Besides, everyone had their price, and I knew my father was not one to spare any expense when it came to bribing his way out of any situation. In fact, the few memories I had of my mother had been of both of them arguing about bribes and campaign funds. I could still remember it clearly. I had been watching soccer with my father in the living room. It was not that I particularly enjoyed watching soccer, but it was the only way I could spend time with my father. I was still very young and believed at the time that we were a happy family. That was until my mother stormed into the living room, picked up the remote, and turned off the TV. My father grunted and so did I. “You’re no fun, mom,” I had whined, folding my arms across my chest, but my mother who always had a kind smile on her face was fuming with anger.

Brandon “I was just about to call you,” I heard her say, her voice trembling badly, filling me at once with an overwhelming sense of dread. Please let Leona be alive. “Oh… Is… Is Leona okay?” I asked, struggling to hide the fear in my voice. The response I got was silence and after a few seconds had passed, I heard her sniffle. My chest locked with overwhelming fear. “Salma…” I could taste fear on my tongue and I could feel my body grow weak instantly. “Come to the ICU,” she said and ended the call. “You're shaking,” my mother looked at me alarmed, “what's the problem?” She had said the ICU and not the morgue so it had to mean that she was still alive, right? “Son?” My father's strong voice drew me out of my reverie, “Are you okay? Is… Is your daughter fine?” “ICU,” was all I could manage to say as I walked out of the room and in the direction of the ICU wing. When I got there, I saw Salma in Josephine's arms. All three women had tears streaming down their faces. I approache

SalmaA nurse approached us cautiously. I could tell she wanted to do something that she did not enjoy doing very much. “I'm afraid I have to ask you to leave,” the nurse told us nervously, “if Dr. Hans has any updates, he will find you.” “Okay,” I said quietly, “please let us know… know when it's time to see her.” We all walked quietly to Leona's room. It was a private room specially paid for by Brandon so no one was going to send us out. Josephine and I sat on Leona's bed while James and Brandon took the chairs. The atmosphere in the room was sombre at most, a complete contrast to the day of my labour. I fell back in time, recalling details from the day Leona had joined me in this world. Ten minutes after Dr. Klein passed, another contraction hit me. It was not painful like the first one or perhaps it was and I had come to expect it. The pain faded away slowly and I concentrated on my breathing. In and out with slow steady breaths. Josephine sat beside me and held my hand. I s

BrandonMy phone rang suddenly, disrupting the room's tranquility as Salma shared memories of our daughter with everyone. “Excuse me,” I said, stepping out of the room. I answered the call on the last ring, wondering if this had something to do with work. There was no name so I had no idea who was calling me. “Brandon,” the voice of my soon to be father in law filled the phone. I put the phone away from my ear and looked at the ID of the caller again. He had not used his own number to call me. “Why are you calling me with another number?” I asked more out of suspicion than care. “Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you blocked my number?” he reminded me, making me run my fingers through my hair. I had completely forgotten about that. “What do you want? Do you not have a honeymoon?” I asked him. “About that…” I heard him suck air through his teeth, “My wife gave me a divorce. Turns out bringing my mistress to our honeymoon was a deal breaker.” So he and Mirabelle had

Brandon“Are you sure?” she asked me, her voice filled with concern. “Yes,” came my response.“Tell Richard we are very sorry but we cannot be there tomorrow,” my mother said, “even if I’m not having surgery tomorrow, I would love to be with my granddaughter.” I nodded. “I understand.” She hugged me and I left the hospital as soon as she let me out of her embrace. It was full speed ahead to my office. I had to be sure that Terri was safe and in the office, as her call had suggested.My first stop was her office and when I did not see her inside, I began to panic until she appeared behind me. “Brandon?” she sounded surprised. I looked at her and was relieved to see that she had no bruises whatsoever on her skin. I sighed in relief and told her to get Madison so we could have a meeting with them in my office immediately. When I got to my floor, Rose was visibly surprised to see me. “Brandon?” “Rose,” I called her name with a smile. “Are you okay? You look like shit!” She did no