All Chapters of You Left Me At The Altar, Now You Beg Me: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

 DAMIAN 12:20 am and I am still on the table, checking and cross-checking details. Realizing things I should have realized days, weeks, months, or even years ago. I’ve been treating the resort inspection manipulation and the six-year old merger file as the core problems, carefully connected only by Corbin Hale’s signature threading through both. But I never actually thought of the original evidence against Aria. I never had reason to. I believed it the moment it was placed in front of me, which means I never once asked how it had been built. Never cared to ask why marrying Victoria is the best option for the company and me, even when I knew nothing about her, other than the fact that the board recommended her for me. And now, she left me broken and went away with money she thinks is enough for her, having the fun time of her life, appearing on my socials

 ARIA TWO WEEKS LATER “We’ve finalized the transplant date,” the doctor says. “Three days from now. Mr. Sinclair’s cells have been harvested and processed.” The hair on my arms rises, though the room is warm. “Her pre-transplant conditioning begins tomorrow. Everything on our end is ready to proceed,” the doctor adds. “Three days,” I repeat. Terror and relief crash in at once. At this point, my entire body is trembling, and my palms are sweaty. I wanted the transplant done fast so my Luna could be fine. But now that the date has been confirmed, I am fidgeting like a cock that has just been poured warm water. “Barring anything unexpected, yes.” She glances at Damian. “We’ll need you both here throughout the process, for support

 ARIA Luna is wheeled out at exactly seven in the morning. She looks so small on the gurney, a cloth covering her hair, her hand still gripping her blue rabbit like someone is going to take it away from her. “Mummy, don’t let aunty Sonia eat my snacks while I am asleep,” she tells me seriously. Amid all that is happening, I manage to laugh so hard. “She always says she won’t, and then she does.” I am almost choking on the laugh. “I make no promises. But nothing will happen to your snacks, baby.” Sonia approaches from the corridor with my water bottle. “You may need this,” she says. Luna, baby…” She brushes her hair with a finger, carefully. “Don’t worry, we are here with you, and you will be fine.” Luna nods with a smile. I hold her hand until the last possible second, walking

 ARIA Damian’s eyes flutter open just past midnight, and the first thing he says, voice rough and disoriented, is her name. “Luna.” His eyes do not leave the ceiling for some seconds, no full consciousness yet. He calls her name the second time before he finally turns his eyes around to see me seated beside him. “Aria. What happened?” He tries to lift his hand, then he notices the IV line taped to his arm. “How long was I out?” He asks, and then he suddenly realizes what happened. “A few hours. They said your body just gave out. Exhaustion and stress. And you’ve not fully recovered from the procedure.” He nods. “And how about Luna?” “She’s stable now. The doctors did their best. No change, but stable.” I lean forward, gripping his hand.

 ARIA The next morning, I go to see Sonia. She is curled on the couch, a blanket still wrapped around her shoulders despite the warmth of the apartment. “Look who is still in bed,” I say as I drop my bag. “Wake up. Wake up. Lazy ass.” I tease. Sonia sits up from the couch immediately when she hears my voice. “Aria. Thank you for yesterday.” I scan the room, looking for nothing at all. “Don’t tell me you’ve been on this couch since last night.” She rolls her eyes. “Aria.” I pull the blanket off her body. “Sonia?” “What?” I let out a loud laugh. “Don’t tell me you’re scared of death. I mean, you couldn’t even pull off your wear and refresh? They traumatized you?” The laugh in the roo