All Chapters of One Year To Lose You: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

MAYAI woke up slowly. Jay's arms were still wrapped around me.For a second, I stayed mute, thinking about everything that happened last night. When he asked again, I actually said yes. He was gentle with me; he touched me in places that got my legs vibrating and jerking. It took extra strength for me to keep it low. I wasn't feeling sore; the thrust was just too perfect, and for the very first time, I reached orgasm and literally released. Everything I wrote in my book, I experienced it and more. I hate myself for admitting that I enjoyed every second of the sex.“What is wrong with you, Maya…” I whispered to myself.Ray still had my heart, which hadn’t changed. Not even a little. My body kept betraying both of us. It had responded to someone else, Jay. I just can’t say what that made me.“I’ve really lost it,” I muttered under my breath.A bitter laugh followed.Is this part of my dying bucket list now? Sleeping with someone else? I shut my eyes tightly.This is so messed up. May

RAY’s POVWas all of her a lie?That question had been sitting in my head for days now, refusing to leave, refusing to let me breathe.I stared at the pictures of Maya scattered across my desk again. She looks very happy. She was laughing in one of them.Her fingers intertwined with Jay’s as they walked toward his jet like some powerful couple.I hired someone to track her movements.At first, I told myself it was just for clarity. Just to understand what changed.But now, it felt like torture. The more I saw it, the less I recognized her.Maya didn’t like clubs. She hated loud places. She barely even tolerated crowded restaurants.Boat cruises? Never. Her fashion style has always been covered and simple, that was the Maya I thought I knew. The one I fell in love with and built my world around.So who the hell is this?The pictures made it feel like I was staring at a stranger wearing her face. And made it feel the worst part, she lookedhappier than I had ever seen her.My grip tigh

MAYA“What?”I yanked the cover off and sat up immediately, ignoring whatever Dr Mike was about to say.“You didn’t tell him anything, right?”“Of course not,” he replied calmly. “Why should I do that? I was only surprised to see him. He looked frightened.”Jay frightened? It took me a moment to breathe properly again.The last thing I remembered was closing the glass door in my office.Everything after that was blank.What if he had taken me to another hospital, and they had run some tests? Shit!“Maya,” Dr Mike said, pulling me out of my thoughts. “We need to prescribe another medication for you. You’re not getting better.”I didn’t respond.“I also think you should start working from home,” he continued, softer now. “Get proper rest. Your body needs it.”I let out a dry laugh.“So I should lie on a mattress and wait for death to come get me?”His expression changed slightly.“I won’t do that, Dr Mike,” I added, with a dry chuckle “I appreciate your concern, but I’m done taking tho

MAYAHis eyes squinted slightly at what I just said, perhaps trying to read between my words.“Ray never loved me,” I said, my voice quieter now. “I overheard his conversation with Lilly. I just need…”I paused. The words refused to come out properly.My chest felt tight again. I was just saying something I didn’t fully understand myself.“I just need…” I exhaled slowly, dragging in a breath like it would help me find the right words.“You want me to help you forget about him,” Jay said calmly, finishing it for me. “Let’s call it a rebound, since there’s no better word for it. For six months, right?” I looked at him.Trying to read him. But his face gave nothing away.That’s the thing about Jay. You can never tell what he’s actually thinking.“I’m sorry,” I said quickly. “I didn’t mean it that way. I just… never mind. Forget I said anything.”My words sounded stupid the moment they left my mouth.He stared at me for a second longer, then smiled and lightly tapped my head.That simple

MAYAJay was staring at me as if I had just said something ridiculous, or presumably kidding, but I wasn’t. “I’m serious,” I said, holding his gaze. “I can donate my eggs to you. Don’t worry, the child will be all yours. We can sign a contract to that effect if you’re scared.”His brows pulled together slightly.“Why… why would you do that?”I knew that question was coming. And I already knew I wouldn’t answer it truthfully.I couldn’t tell him that I was dying. That I was trying to leave something behind. A piece of me that would still exist when I’m gone.I swallowed quietly and forced a small shrug.“Let’s just say I don’t want kids,” I said. “So you don’t have to worry about me coming back later to claim anything.”I looked away for a second before adding,“And it’s just my eggs, not my life. You’ve added colour to my life these past few weeks. Take it as a thank-you gift.”For the first time since I met him, he was blank and still. The berry in his hand slipped and dropped onto