Dear Meredith Novels & Stories

Simon now felt like a stranger to me. “Madam you’re back” Martha rushed up to me and engulfed me in a hug. She was the head maid and probably the closest thing to a friend that I had in here. “How is the baby?” she asked worried and tears welled up in my eyes again. “I’m so sorry” she said and hugged me tighter. I allowed her to hold me for a few more minutes, just basking in the warmth before I finally pulled away, wiping my tears. “Has Simon been home recently?” I asked even though I already knew the answer to all of that she shook her head “no Madam” I simply nodded my head.

she whispered. Ryder's eyes lit up with excitement. "I remember," he whispered back. As they walked through the town, memories began to flood back for Ryder. He remembered the first time they met, the first time they kissed, and the first time they fell in love. Maya's heart swelled with emotion as she watched Ryder's memories return. She knew that this was a major breakthrough, and that their love was the key to unlocking his past. As they sat down at a small café, watching the sunset over the rolling hills, Maya knew that they were one step closer to regaining Ryder's memories. And she knew that their love would guide them every step of the way.

“Yeah. The daughter died. God. Lily… she was only fourteen. Brother was driving. Kai Petrova. Car got hit and she died at the scene. He’s in a wheelchair now.” Everything goes quiet inside my head. Kai Petrova. Five years ago. Lily. Fourteen. In the passenger seat. And Miles— “After something like that, I’m not surprised he’s difficult,” Beth says softly, pulling me out of my thoughts. Shauna shrugs. “Anyway. If you know anyone desperate enough.” They leave. Renee’s still leaning against the counter, watching me. “You okay?” I nod. She doesn’t believe me. “Cassie—”

The living room opened onto a small terrace where the afternoon breeze stirred the wind chimes. For the first time in what felt like forever… I could breathe. As I unpacked the last of my things, something caught my eye. A folded envelope rested on the bedside table. There was no name on the front. Curious, I opened it. Inside was a single handwritten note. “You don't have to forgive me. You don't have to speak to me. You don't even have to see me. Just focus on getting stronger. I'll keep every promise I made today.” — Zayn.

She was not sure of how to accommodate that. Who takes interest in a woman who is yet to lose the weight she put on during her pregnancy period. No one. That answers why Richard lost his interest in her. A friend for a day... she reflected on those words for a little longer. Maybe they would come back to being formal clients and project manager relationship next week. He did say a friend for a day... And hopes of having someone to love her back or the illusion of that occurring was close to nil in her heart. The door creaked open slowly, but she saw no one.

“No... it can’t be.” Damian turned toward her, his expression confused. “What? Who is it?” She didn’t answer. Her eyes were locked on the figure, memories flooding her mind. It was Leah. Damian followed her gaze, his face twisting in shock. “Leah? But she’s—” “She’s supposed to be dead,” Annabel said, her voice barely a whisper. Leah smiled, her expression cold and unrecognizable. “You really thought it would be that easy?” Annabel took a step forward, her claws clenched. “What did you do?”

She blinked a few times and finally set the document down. “You haven’t eaten today,” Alec said, his tone casual but observant. “I will,” she murmured. “You said that yesterday. And the day before.” “I’m fine,” she said, a little too sharply. He didn’t flinch. “You’re not.” She glanced at him, irritation flickering behind her tired eyes, but also something else. Gratitude, perhaps. Or guilt. Before she could reply, Arielle entered the room quietly with a small tray of tea and a file tucked under her arm. “You have ten minutes before the call with Bennett and Co.”

My lips curled into a smile as I watched their backs grow smaller until they disappeared from my line of sight. Rainwater had pooled on the windowsill from the night before, reflecting the twisted smile stretched across my face. … It was 3:00 pm when I checked the time next. There were about three hours left before Meredith finished her work shift. Before she returned home, I prepared a feast for her. The moment Meredith stepped through the door, she was greeted with an impressive spread of delicious dishes. She stared at me in disbelief before a familiar glint appeared in her eyes. She looked as if she were looking at me from my past life.

A gentle female voice came through the line. "Ms. Cassandra Price? Hi, I'm calling from Lunastrel Private Hospital…" I had always loved the feeling of walking barefoot across the floor. It was late autumn and the heating wasn't on, so the cold seeped directly into the soles of my feet. It took me a long while before I hung up on the woman who was cautiously urging me to consider chemotherapy over the phone. As soon as I did, however, Sean's name appeared on my screen. Sean rarely called me himself. Whenever he needed me, his assistant would simply inform me of the time and place to meet Sean, and that was it. Seeing his name now made me freeze for a moment.

Jaxson. I stared at it.The room suddenly felt freezing."No."I stepped backward.Tahlia caught my arm."Kirrily.""He lied.""We don't know that.""He said he wasn't there.""I know.""He looked me in the eyes."My voice cracked."He looked me in the eyes and told me he wasn't there."Tahlia's grip tightened."Look at the date."I did.My breathing stopped.The date wasn't from four years ago.It was from three days ago.I stared at the line.Jaxson's name was listed as the recipient of a sealed package.Three days before Sydney.