Contracted Hearts Novels & Stories

“We discovered scarring in the heart’s tissue. Likely from prolonged exposure to synthetic fumes during the fire. It’s caused a form of cardiomyopathy .. a rare condition that weakens the heart muscles.” He glanced up. “It’s irreversible.” No one moved. Even Ma Hilda was quiet. The doctor’s voice was calm, but I heard the weight in every word. “It means his heart won’t function at full strength again. He’ll need medication, a controlled lifestyle, and constant monitoring. Emotional stress, exhaustion — even sudden temperature changes can trigger complications.” Xavier didn’t react. His face remained unreadable. But mine.. I was already breaking. No. No, no.

CHAPTER FIVE Adex, not much familiar with rain fall, cold can easily penetrate into his body even if it was a dazzling. Adex was diagnosed with heart failure, is a disease that has hurt him from child, his known to avoid anything that is contrary to his heart healthy. because of his condition, Bolade is bond with more responsibility than him, we can say Adex don’t do anything.

Immediately I took my sit inside my office, April, my secretary walked in. "What?!" I snapped. She bowed politely. "Sir, the contract process with Mr. O'Brian has been completed and the meeting with the board will be scheduled for next week" "Good, inform me when it's ready" "I will sir" "You can leave" April bowed curtly before walking out. My eyes remained on the door even after she walked out. I have to do everything to show Dad I'm far better than who he thinks, and that I don't need his help with anything.

“You’re just so contradictory, girl. Didn’t you say for yourself how skeptical about the idea of being a contract girlfriend to a man? Tell me, is there any sort of intimacy involved in the contract?” “Apparently, no. And one of the terms states that I must not have any feelings whatsoever for him. Any slip up, and the contract would be annulled indefinitely,” “And you think you can go for it? I know you too well, Hailey. I know how fragile your heart is. How easily you give into a man. Yet you want to take this bold step just because of the money?”

the doctor responded. While Rehab was only shading unstoppable tears all around her face. And then Delis cleans up her tears "Rehab it is okay?" "Everything is going to be alright okay...? your tears won't change anything" "Please do me a favor and stop crying please," Delis said as Rehab nods. "So Doctor please what are we to do about her condition" "That is the first thing that brought us here," Delis said to the Doctor. "Okay you will need to buy a Kidney in other to replace hers"

he takes my face in his hand and kisses me. Fuck his lips are so soft against mine. it feels like heaven. I should stop him, shout at him my mind is screaming telling me to stop him, but my heart says no just live the moment. we pull away to breathe. we are looking into each other eyes "I'm not going to see you again. right?"

"Nice pick, Dr. Clayton." "Please call me Noah." "Being a popular cardiologist at the age of 28.. pretty impressive. What makes you want to be a cardiologist?" I put down my wine glass and put my attention fully to him. "I lost my little sister to heart complications 20 years ago so that made me want to save people who have heart problems." He swirled his wine glass. "I bet she's happy to have a great brother like you. You're saving people now." "How about you? You have a passion for cars." He put down his wine glass and turned to me.

All that was there were his serious eyes and perfect face. He leaned in closer and | could smell his breath. It smelled like rain and mint gum. | was breathing heavily now, my heart pounding harder and harder. His eyes were trained solely on my lips, then wandered back to my eyes. His lips brushed lightly against mine and | sucked in a breath, my lips tingling. | suddenly tilted my head sideways and looked away from him. Pushing his body away, | got up hurriedly and stepped out of the ring. "Where are you going?" he asked, climbing down after me.

“Same depth, same angle, same contrast. He’s… worse.” “Don’t editorialize,” Lyra said absently. “You’re not paid to panic.” The tech made a noncommittal noise and retreated, leaving her alone with the images. She tapped the screen, cycling through views. Angled slices of his heart appeared—short axis, long axis, four-chamber, two-chamber. No matter how she looked at it, the story was the same: progressive conduction system damage. His heart was a traitor. Slow, insidious.

So, he picked her up, cradling her like glass, and rushed her to the hospital himself. That call saved her life. The doctors said she had barely made it. They used twelve liters per minute of oxygen to stabilize her. Twelve. She was almost gone. And at that moment, so was he. As he stood behind the transparent hospital door, watching her fight for her life, Noah felt his own heart stall. Her body convulsed with every electrical surge. She had gone into cardiac arrest, and the doctors administered defibrillator shocks, one after the other. Ten shocks. Fifteen. Twenty-one. Still nothing.