Beyond Caring Novels & Stories

**** LIFE BEYOND CARE Always felt the sign was a bit quirky. All they did was care for people so they could live longer, what could they possibly know about a life after that? Maya and I stroll inside, skipping past the formalities at the front desk. No new nurses and everyone else already knew us. I texted my dad and he hit me back with an "In my office"

As the nurse attended to Chloe's needs, Crystal hovered nearby, her remorse lingering palpably. "If there's anything I can do, anything at all..." Crystal's voice trailed off, her eyes pleading for forgiveness. “You don’t need to look at me like you are begging for forgiveness. I am not mad at you. You didn’t know.” Her eyelids felt heavy suddenly, the medication finally taking its toll as drowsiness began to creep in. She watched Christian and Crystal exchange words, her senses blurring as the nurse adjusted her IV, the gentle touch pulling her further into the haze of sleep.

Cali:- I never take drugs. girl:- but he said you like it. Cali:- maybe he gets the wrong idea, I never take drugs, tell me why I can't go outside and he can go anywhere, what he thinks he is, he pisses me off. girl:- maybe you have the wrong idea about him, he is intelligent and his idea is beyond the scope of a normal human, but they work, or he makes them work, he looks happy but he is always alone, no matter where he is he still looking for happiness, your past and his past is different, I don't know about his past but, I know how he feels when his father died.

Watching him be so patient with me, I suddenly did not understand him at all. I must have looked terrible with my sunken eyes and pale skin. I was even wearing a bulky down jacket and my face was smeared with blood. Yet, even in that sorry state, I received Zac’s rare tenderness. He was always like this, constantly switching between distant and caring. Just when I was ready to give up on him, he would throw me a little bit of kindness, making me believe there was still hope for us. "Alright, don’t embarrass me like that again next time!"

It felt good to talk, but I was also scared of what I would reveal. “It was like I was working for both of us. I thought I was doing the right thing, but it just pushed him further away. The more I tried to help, the more he resented me for it,” I said, my voice shaky. “I started to feel like I was his caretaker instead of his partner. I was always worried about money, always stressed. It felt like we were drowning.”

Never. Bhavesh was upset after the doctors had clearly told that another Pregnancy would be risky for his wife but his greed for a son was more higher than anything, not that he ever held any emotions for Arpita. For him it was her duty to please him sexually and fulfill his desire for a son but the day Arpita gave birth to a stillborn son when Aarunya was a two years old toddler was the time when the man finally lost his hopes. His wife had already bled a lot and he didn't want Arpita to die. No, it wasn't as if he had miraculously realized his mistakes or had fallen for her. But the thing was simple. He could not afford to have another docile and beautiful wife like her again. Arpita was t

She grabbed my arm, her tone full of surprise and indignation. I bit my lip, not knowing what to say. Seeing my silence, Carol sighed, her voice softening as she said, "Do you have somewhere to go? My niece runs a small business and is hiring. Accommodation is included. Are you interested?" I was stunned, never expecting Carol to help me. Though usually friendly, she loved to gossip, and I thought she had just come to laugh at my misfortune. I nodded at her, finally unable to hold back my tears. "Yes, Carol. Thank you."

Sophia said quietly, forcing a small smile. Sophia Dawson stepped closer, her brown eyes filled with concern. “I heard about your mom. I’m really sorry.” Sophia’s fingers curled around the door handle, her throat tightening. She hated these moments—the ones where people looked at her with pity, offering condolences that didn’t change anything. “Thanks,” she murmured. Sophia Dawson hesitated before adding, “I know we don’t talk much, but I just wanted to check on you. Losing a parent… it’s not something you just move on from.”

And yet… here I am. I can’t turn back. Not now. Not ever. When I first accepted this job, I told myself it was just caregiving. Helping a man regain some dignity after a life-shattering accident. Nothing more. But the truth is, this is bigger than me. This is bigger than Leo. It’s about trust, honor, and keeping my own promise to myself. I’ve never walked away from someone who needed me. Never. And I won’t start now.