บททั้งหมดของ Brother's Best Friend Is My Child's Father : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

The night has settled over the hospital room like a heavy blanket. Maya is sleeping in deep sleep, completely oblivious of the death one hand still loosely clutching mine even in sleep.I should be thinking about donor registries, treatment protocols, and the endless battle that lies ahead. But my mind, traitor that it is… drifts elsewhere. It drifts to another hospital room, another time, another version of myself who didn't know yet that hearts could break in so many ways.Dominic.The name slips into my consciousness like an old wound reopening. I haven't let myself think about him in years, building walls around all of his memories. But sitting here in the dark, with my daughter fighting for her life, my walls start to crumble. I close my eyes, and the memories carry me back, straight to Los Angeles.The first memory that I find myself in, is the day of the car accident.I remember the screech of metal, the shattering glass, the sudden, violent jolt that threw my world off its

The morning sun streams through my office window, cutting across the mahogany desk where I've spent the last four hours buried in acquisition papers. Numbers blur before my eyes. Spreadsheets merge into meaningless columns. I've read the same paragraph three times and still couldn't tell you what it says.My mind hasn't been right for days. Weeks. Months, if I'm honest. Not since... not since when? Since she left? Since I woke up that morning and found her gone? Since I spent months calling a number that no longer worked, driving past places she used to frequent, making a fool of myself asking anyone who might know where she went?Seven years. Seven years, and still, she lives in my head like a tenant who refuses to pay rent.The knock on my door makes me jump. Rita, my secretary, pokes her head in, her expression unreadable. She's worked for me long enough that I can usually read her like a book, but today, something's different. Something's off."Mr. Watson?" She steps inside, clutc